Found 11,402 results for "Integrals, generalized"
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
MRS. RACHEL LYNDE lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladie...
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
No início de julho, ao entardecer, sob um calor intenso, um jovem saiu do cubículo que sublocava na travessa S.
by Евгений Иванович Замятин
I shall simply copy, word for word, the proclamation that appeared today in the One State Gazette: The building of the I...
by Михаил Афанасьевич Булгаков
Once upon an unusually hot hour of sunset in spring, two gentlemen appeared at Patriarch's Ponds in Moscow.
by Pearl S. Buck
In The Good Earth (1931), Pearl Buck tells a timeless story about a farmer struggling to eke out a living from the earth...
by Лев Толстой
KARENIN and his wife continued to live under the same roof, to meet every day, and yet to remain entire strangers to eac...
by F. Scott Fitzgerald
IN 1913, when Anthony Patch was twenty-five, two years were already gone since irony, the Holy Ghost of this later day, ...
by 孙武, Stephen F. Kaufman
ACCORDING TO AN OLD STORY, a lord of ancient China once asked his physician, a member of a family of healers, which of t...
by Charles Dickens
MY FATHER'S FAMILY NAME being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing lo...
by Alexandre Dumas
SINCE Aramis's singular transformation into a confessor of the order, Baisemeaux was no longer the same man.
by Jonathan Swift
MY FATHER HAD a small estate in Nottinghamshire, 1 was the third of five sons.
by Dorothy L. Sayers
Oh, damn!" said Lord Peter Wimsey at Piccadilly Circus.
by Лев Толстой, Anthony Briggs
In the large building housing the Law Courts, during a recess in the Melvinsky proceedings, members of the court and the...
by John Cleland
I sit down to give you an undeniable proof of my considering your desires as indispensible orders: ungracious then as th...
by L. Frank Baum
OROTHY lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the far...
by George MacDonald
THERE was once a little princess who-"But, Mr. Author, why you always write about princess?"