Sketches and Adventures in Madeira, Portugal, and the Andalusias of SpainHarper & brothers, 1856 - 445 страници |
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... Present Condition CHAPTER XXX . Pépé Fonda de San Francisco - The Hill of the Alhambra - Mateo Ximenes - His Story - The Generaliffe - La Silla del Moro - An Epitome of Spanish History . CHAPTER XXXI . The Moor from Tangiers -- His ...
... Present Condition CHAPTER XXX . Pépé Fonda de San Francisco - The Hill of the Alhambra - Mateo Ximenes - His Story - The Generaliffe - La Silla del Moro - An Epitome of Spanish History . CHAPTER XXXI . The Moor from Tangiers -- His ...
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... present without thought of the morrow , springs here spontaneous in the heart . It reveals itself in some unconscious act - some casual encounter , or intercepted look ; a mere sentiment at first , it may become , on proper opposition ...
... present without thought of the morrow , springs here spontaneous in the heart . It reveals itself in some unconscious act - some casual encounter , or intercepted look ; a mere sentiment at first , it may become , on proper opposition ...
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... presents itself suddenly to our view , we feel , for the moment at least , fully com- pensated . The effect is indeed grand . There had been a short time previous to my first visit a copious fall of rain , and the stream , as it broke ...
... presents itself suddenly to our view , we feel , for the moment at least , fully com- pensated . The effect is indeed grand . There had been a short time previous to my first visit a copious fall of rain , and the stream , as it broke ...
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... directly under the fall . They were extremely décolletée , even more so than the present rage , and I hesitated to advance . Speering out , however , more leisurely from an ambus- THE BATHING LADIES . 47 cade , upon which ,
... directly under the fall . They were extremely décolletée , even more so than the present rage , and I hesitated to advance . Speering out , however , more leisurely from an ambus- THE BATHING LADIES . 47 cade , upon which ,
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... present time a full - grown boy or man will cut wood all day in the mountains , and in the evening bring the product down on his head to the market for about five cents . The women , however , are generally the carriers of wood ; as ...
... present time a full - grown boy or man will cut wood all day in the mountains , and in the evening bring the product down on his head to the market for about five cents . The women , however , are generally the carriers of wood ; as ...
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