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id: 41063
author: Defoe, Daniel
title: The Storm. An Essay.
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  Those Sons of Plunder are below my Pen, Because they are below the Names of Men; Who from the Shores presenting to their Eyes The Fatal _Goodwin_, where the Wreck of _Navies_ I'm told, _for we have News among the Dead_, Heaven lately spoke, but few knew what it said; The Voice, in loudest Tempests spoke, And Storms, which Nature's strong Foundation shook.


id: 36694
author: Defoe, Daniel
title: The Lay-Man's Sermon upon the Late Storm Held forth at an Honest Coffee-House-Conventicle
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  England_ is hardly ever to pass over the _Jourdan_ before her, till these Immoderate Men of Strife and Storms are laid by. Navy_ of _England_ had been at Stake; had rather have lost it than the _Bill against Occasional Conformity_; that had rather the _French_ should have taken _Landau_ and Beat the Prince of _


id: 11997
author: Stables, Gordon
title: Crusoes of the Frozen North
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words: 15027
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  The boat pulled away and soon touched the ice; Tom sprang nimbly on shore, and before long he could be seen only as a little black dot on that dazzling plain of snow. poor Tom!


id: 18534
author: Birt, William Radcliff
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title:
  The Hurricane Guide Being an Attempt to Connect the Rotary Gale or Revolving Storm with Atmospheric Waves.

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  for capacity - ·017 |Capacity 1/42 | | for altitude above | | | water-line + ·004 | +---------------------------------------| | | 29·424 | | |Corr.


id: 957
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
title: The Scarecrow of Oz
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flesch: 88
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  The Great Whirlpool Seems to me, said Cap'n Bill, as he sat beside Trot under the big acacia tree, looking out over the blue ocean, seems to me, Trot, as how the more we know, the more we find we don't know. The Ork laughed softly and Cap'n Bill whistled to himself and Trot made up her mind that the Mountain Ear must be a little crazy.


id: 51263
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
title: The Scarecrow of Oz
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  [Illustration: Cap'n Bill] CHAPTER 1 The Great Whirlpool Seems to me, said Cap'n Bill, as he sat beside Trot under the big acacia tree, looking out over the blue ocean, seems to me, Trot, as how the more we know, the more we find we don't know. The Ork laughed softly and Cap'n Bill whistled to himself and Trot made up her mind that the Mountain Ear must be a little crazy.


id: 46010
author: Finley, Martha
title: Elsie's Journey on Inland Waters
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  Young men and veterans vied with each other in enthusiasm, exchanging urgent calls to rally to the defence of their country, for Old King's Mountain would certainly lead them to victory. Remember it is not every boy--or young man--who attains to the blessing of a college education, without having to earn it by hard work.


id: 35213
author: Reid, Mayne
title: Afloat in the Forest; Or, A Voyage among the Tree-Tops
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  Its timber is very hard and fine grained, and will stand the weather better than most other South American trees; but it cannot be procured in any great quantity, because, like many other trees of the Amazon, it is of a solitary habit, only two or three, or at most half a dozen, growing within the circuit of a mile. All ob you lay hold on de creepin' vine, an' pull um out from de tree.


id: 4398
author: Smith, Francis Hopkinson
title: The Tides of Barnegat
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  To Jane Martha said: Oh, bless the darlin'! I was that restless I couldn't keep still, and so I says to Miss Jane, 'I'm goin' to the beach with Meg and watch the ships go by; that's the only thing that'll quiet my nerves.


