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 1 VIII   |         s funnel unrolled in the sky, the bridge shook with the
 2 VIII   |     spirals circling up into the sky.~“Let us get to the top,”
 3 XII    |      LAND~We had started under a sky overcast but calm. There
 4 XIII   |       rose white into the cloudy sky at the distance of at least
 5 XV     |  projected against the dark grey sky; I could see an enormous
 6 XVI    |       the cone, framing a bit of sky of very small circumference,
 7 XVI    |   morning, a grey, heavy, cloudy sky seemed to droop over the
 8 XVI    |      anxieties.~The next day the sky was again overcast; but
 9 XVIII  |     length of that vast tube the sky of Iceland, which I was
10 XXX    |     spanned the space above, the sky, if it could be called so,
11 XXX    |         and admiration, with its sky of luminous vapours, its
12 XXXII  |    granite vault that bounds the sky.~All this fossil world rises
13 XXXIV  |         Do they proceed from the sky or the ocean?~I look up
14 XXXIV  |         fathom their depths. The sky is calm and motionless.
15 XXXV   |       took place in the southern sky. The piled-up vapours condense
16 XXXVI  |        weather was splendid. The sky and the sea had sunk into
17 XXXVII |          the vault which was our sky; his mouth gaping wide,
18 XXXVIII| subterranean world under a false sky, just like inhabitants of
19 XLIV   |         over our heads the murky sky and cold fogs of the frigid
20 XLIV   |         to revel under the azure sky of Italy!~After our delicious