The Pirate, 13 tomaiArchibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 psl. |
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ancient answered appearance approached arms attention believe better betwixt boats Brenda Bryce called Captain carry Claud Halcro Cleveland dance dare dark daughters deep fair father fear feelings fish follow formed give guests Halcro hand head hear heard heart islands knew Lady land least leave light living look Magnus Troil maiden manner Master means mind Minna Mordaunt Mertoun natural never night Norna observed occasion once passed perhaps person poor present question reason received remained replied rest rock Saint seemed seen share shew sister soon sort sound speak spoke stone stranger sure surprise Swertha tale tell thing thou thought tide tion tone turn Udaller usual voice waves whole wild wind young Zetland
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