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... rocks stand upright on the right hand and upon the left . But when the pass was ended , he could see Sicyon upon his left , and upon his right the meeting seas of Corinth , and its citadel overhung by Citharon . But Periander said ...
... rocks stand upright on the right hand and upon the left . But when the pass was ended , he could see Sicyon upon his left , and upon his right the meeting seas of Corinth , and its citadel overhung by Citharon . But Periander said ...
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... course from hill to hill , over hills and rivers ; who pierce the solid rock for my passage , and connect unknown lands with distant seas ; wherever I appear , I am viewed with astonishment , and 24 READING LESSONS .
... course from hill to hill , over hills and rivers ; who pierce the solid rock for my passage , and connect unknown lands with distant seas ; wherever I appear , I am viewed with astonishment , and 24 READING LESSONS .
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... rocks and mountains , which disciplined and tempered the im- petuosity of his youthful vigour . Thus , too , vine - covered hills bordered the path of the youth . Splendid was his career . A hundred streams and in- numerable brooks ...
... rocks and mountains , which disciplined and tempered the im- petuosity of his youthful vigour . Thus , too , vine - covered hills bordered the path of the youth . Splendid was his career . A hundred streams and in- numerable brooks ...
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... rock . The first chamber that we entered into , was about ten feet square , and rather low in the roof ; it contained a number of bones , and was pervaded by a damp unwholesome smell . The next chamber that we entered was larger , and ...
... rock . The first chamber that we entered into , was about ten feet square , and rather low in the roof ; it contained a number of bones , and was pervaded by a damp unwholesome smell . The next chamber that we entered was larger , and ...
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... rock ; many that are merely cut into it and open to the air , and many covered with water under the level of the sea . Many baths were also exhibited to us in this quarter , which were named , as usual , the baths of Cleo- patra ; they ...
... rock ; many that are merely cut into it and open to the air , and many covered with water under the level of the sea . Many baths were also exhibited to us in this quarter , which were named , as usual , the baths of Cleo- patra ; they ...
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