Chapter

 1 VIII  |         stream of fire along the waves; and this is all I can remember
 2 IX    |        to sink below the distant waves, and the Valkyria was skirting
 3 XII   |          English miles wide; the waves rolled with a rushing din
 4 XII   |      head to examine the nearest waves and stopped. My uncle, who
 5 XIV   | beautiful curves, into which the waves came dashing with foam and
 6 XVI   |     ridges ended and the foaming waves began.~I was thus steeped
 7 XXIII |          we would have dared the waves of the north Atlantic.~Hans
 8 XXIV  |       our heads, or the Atlantic waves, as long as we were arched
 9 XXIX  |  something like the murmuring of waves breaking upon a shingly
10 XXIX  |          indeed the murmuring of waves! That is the rustling noise
11 XXX   |       sand, softly lapped by the waves, and strewn with the small
12 XXX   |     first of created beings. The waves broke on this shore with
13 XXX   |         light foam flew over the waves before the breath of a moderate
14 XXX   |    fathoms from the limit of the waves, came down the foot of a
15 XXX   |         at the foot of which the waves came and beat themselves
16 XXXI  |       sand on the shore, and the waves were by slow degrees encroaching
17 XXXI  |   oscillated to and fro with the waves.~“Are you convinced?” said
18 XXXI  |          floated easily upon the waves of the Liedenbrock Sea.~
19 XXXII |         in tracing these endless waves, always thinking I should
20 XXXIII|          upon the surface of the waves.~Truly this sea is of infinite
21 XXXIII|      rises thirty feet above the waves.~Those huge creatures attacked
22 XXXIV |          in the least; it is the waves that undulate upon its sides.
23 XXXIV |         whose head dominates the waves at a height of twenty yards.
24 XXXV  |         lurid light. The heaving waves resemble fiery volcanic
25 XXXV  |       some part of the raft. The waves rise above our heads.~For
26 XXXV  |        fire has bounded over the waves and lighted on board our
27 XXXVI |      felt myself hurled into the waves; and if I escaped from death,
28 XXXVI |          out of the reach of the waves, over a burning sand where
29 XXXVI |        against which the furious waves were beating, to save what
30 XXXVII|        of the highest tides, the waves had left manifest traces
31 XL    |        of Africa, or perhaps the waves of the Atlantic; and that
32 XLI   |           but the roaring of the waves prevented him from hearing
33 XLIV  |    swayed by the softly swelling waves. Beyond it, groups of islets