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　　WIN in the Gulf　　An hour before dawn, in the Straits of Hormuz: a dark and dangerous time and place. The air was a chill mixture of sea and sweetness, giving no hint of the heat that would be generated once day took over. The massive Japanese-registered oil-tanker Son of Takashuni slowly ploughed its way towards the Gulf of Oman and parative safety. Its vast deck rolled gently; the tall superstructure, rising from the stem, looking like a block of flats, appeared to tip more violently than the deck because of its height.　Every officer and rating aboard could feel a tightening of the stomach　

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Philosophy of Natureby HegelTable of ContentsPreliminary§ 192 Nature has presented itself as the idea in the form of otherness.§ 193 Hence nature exhibits no freedom in its existence, but only necessity and contingency.§ 194 Nature is to be viewed as a system of stages, in which one stage necessarily arises fromthe other.§ 195 Nature is, in itself a living whole.§ 196 The idea as nature can be named mathematics, physics, and physiology.PART I: Mathematics§ 197 The immediate determination of nature is the abstract generality of its...　

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ADVERTISEMENT TO EDITION 1829It has been the occasional occupation of the Author of Waverley forseveral years past to revise and correct the voluminous series ofNovels which pass under that name, in order that, if they shouldever appear as his avowed productions, he might render them insome degree deserving of a continuance of the public favour withwhich they have been honoured ever since their first appearance. Fora long period, however, it seemed likely that the improved and illustratededition which he meditated would be a posthumous publication.But the course of the events which occasioned　

1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENUNDER THE WILLOW-TREEby Hans Christian AndersenTHE region round the little town of Kjoge is very bleak andcold. The town lies on the sea shore, which is always beautiful; buthere it might be more beautiful than it is, for on every side thefields are flat, and it is a long way to the forest. But whenpersons reside in a place and get used to it, they can always findsomething beautiful in it,- something for which they long, even in themost charming spot in the world which is not home. It must be owned that there are in the outskirts of the town some humb　

The Original Peter Rabbit BooksThe Original PeterRabbit BooksBEATRIX POTTER1- Page 2-The Original Peter Rabbit BooksTHE TALE OF PETER RABBITBY BEATRIX POTTERONCE upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their nameswere Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter.They lived with their Mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of avery big fir tree."NOW, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go...　

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PART ONETheTurning WheelEnd of PART ONE1Tears and SmokeTiamak found the empty treelessness of the High Thrithing oppressive. Kwanitupul was strange, too, but he had been visiting that place since childhood, and its tumbledown buildings and ubiquitous waterways at least reminded him a little of his marshy home. Even Perdruin, where he had spent time in lonely exile, was so filled with close-leaning walls and narrow pathways, so riddled with shadowy hiding places and blanketed in the salt smell of the sea, that Tiamak had been able to live with his homesickness. But here on the grasslands he fe