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 1  1, 6 |      heart beat as if it would break. But Ned Land was not mistaken,
 2  1, 6 |       six o'clock day began to break; and, with the first glimmer
 3  1, 10|        I draw them in ready to break. Sometimes I hunt in the
 4  1, 13|     this frail partition might break, but strong bands of copper
 5  2, 13|      hard heaps that we had to break it with blows of a pickaxe.
 6  2, 13|     powerful means employed to break up the ice, the Nautilus
 7  2, 13|         armed with pickaxes to break the ice around the vessel,
 8  2, 14|       not uncommon for them to break the fishing-boats to pieces." ~"
 9  2, 15| creatures have the instinct to break holes in the ice-field and
10  2, 16|       atmosphere. Could we not break it? Perhaps. In any case
11  2, 20|    submerged as to cause it to break. The Nautilus followed it
12  2, 22|      wail of a soul longing to break these earthly bonds. I listened