Scampavias: From Gibel Tarek to StamboulC. Scribner, 1857 - 350 |
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... Ischia , at the mouth of the Bay of Naples . The moon came timidly up over the steep cliffs of Capri , and shed her soft , white light upon the magnificent panorama of land and water around us . The frigate lay becalmed , scarcely ...
... Ischia , at the mouth of the Bay of Naples . The moon came timidly up over the steep cliffs of Capri , and shed her soft , white light upon the magnificent panorama of land and water around us . The frigate lay becalmed , scarcely ...
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... the figs ; cherries were heaped up in rich , luscious , red masses ; a pyramid of oranges rose above all ; while in every vacant space there stood ruby or pale wine in flasks - Falernian , Ischia , and the 62 SOAMPAVIAS .
... the figs ; cherries were heaped up in rich , luscious , red masses ; a pyramid of oranges rose above all ; while in every vacant space there stood ruby or pale wine in flasks - Falernian , Ischia , and the 62 SOAMPAVIAS .
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From Gibel Tarek to Stamboul Henry Augustus Wise. wine in flasks - Falernian , Ischia , and the petit Bordeaux of Capri . Cigar - smoke curled gracefully over this little feast , and it was a picture of downright enjoyment . I was shown ...
From Gibel Tarek to Stamboul Henry Augustus Wise. wine in flasks - Falernian , Ischia , and the petit Bordeaux of Capri . Cigar - smoke curled gracefully over this little feast , and it was a picture of downright enjoyment . I was shown ...
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... Ischia in the distance . The effect even to a sailor was charming . The following morning the pretty scenes of the night had vanished the moon and the lights had been extinguished by the fierce rays of the sun ; the dome of the volcano ...
... Ischia in the distance . The effect even to a sailor was charming . The following morning the pretty scenes of the night had vanished the moon and the lights had been extinguished by the fierce rays of the sun ; the dome of the volcano ...
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... with the snorting sea - breeze along the island of Ischia , with our head for northern Italy . In a few days we once more furled sails in the glori- ous gulf of La Spezia . Chapter XV . A Land Slide . ROREETS . THE 156 SCAMPAVIAS .
... with the snorting sea - breeze along the island of Ischia , with our head for northern Italy . In a few days we once more furled sails in the glori- ous gulf of La Spezia . Chapter XV . A Land Slide . ROREETS . THE 156 SCAMPAVIAS .
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