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 1 XII  |           the teeth of the Indian Ocean. The sands which, at an
 2 XVII |         Mountains of the Moon.—An Ocean of Verdure.—They cast Anchor.—
 3 XVII |           was in sight; it was an ocean of verdure without a single
 4 XIX  |   ancients gave it the name of an ocean, and were not far from believing
 5 XXIV |        gaze had plunged into that ocean of gold. He kept entirely
 6 XXVII|         the surface of this sandy ocean.~“Water! we’ll find water
 7 XIX  | announcing, as the weeds upon the ocean did to Christopher Columbus,
 8 XIX  |       region of Africa toward the ocean. They are the Mountains
 9 XXXII|      school of sharks in the open ocean! For travellers in the air,
10 XXXIV|    perilous than those across the ocean. The desert has all the
11 XLIX |        same road, or to cross the ocean to America.”~“We would first
12 XLII |           in nothing but one vast ocean of flame; the large trees