The Illustrated Byron: With Upwards of Two Hundred Engravings from Original Drawings by Kenny Meadows, Birket Foster, Hablot K. Browne, Gustave Janet and Edward MorinH. Lea, 1855 - 660 頁 |
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第 x 頁
... Turkish fisherman , and reposed in his hut for several hours . He was then very ill ; and as Lieutenant Ekenhead was compelled to go on board his frigate , he was left alone . The Turk had no idea of the rank or consequence of his ...
... Turkish fisherman , and reposed in his hut for several hours . He was then very ill ; and as Lieutenant Ekenhead was compelled to go on board his frigate , he was left alone . The Turk had no idea of the rank or consequence of his ...
第 xxv 頁
... Turkish prisoners in the town , he requested that they might be placed in his hands . This being immedi- ately granted , he sent them to Patras , with a letter addressed to the Turkish chief , express- ing his hope that the prisoners ...
... Turkish prisoners in the town , he requested that they might be placed in his hands . This being immedi- ately granted , he sent them to Patras , with a letter addressed to the Turkish chief , express- ing his hope that the prisoners ...
第 90 頁
... Turkish girls are highly accomplished , though not actually qualified for a Christian coterie . Per- haps some of our own " blues " might not be the worse for bleaching . NOTE 28 , page 81 . In him was some young Galiongée . " Galiongée ...
... Turkish girls are highly accomplished , though not actually qualified for a Christian coterie . Per- haps some of our own " blues " might not be the worse for bleaching . NOTE 28 , page 81 . In him was some young Galiongée . " Galiongée ...
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