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 1 VI    |          my finger along the west coast of Iceland. Do you see Rejkiavik,
 2 VIII  |          a small town on the west coast of Zealand. There we were
 3 IX    |         Valkyria was skirting the coast by Elsinore. In my nervous
 4 IX    | Helsingborg, built on the Swedish coast, and the schooner passed
 5 IX    |          days more we sighted the coast of Scotland near Peterhead,,
 6 IX    |         at some distance from the coast, taking a westerly course
 7 XI    |         the fiords with which the coast is fringed. After building
 8 XI    |         knew all that part of the coast perfectly, and promised
 9 XIV   |           the fiord, like all the coast of the peninsula, was composed
10 XXX   |         accepted, and we began to coast along this new sea. On the
11 XXXI  |           will be surrounded by a coast of granite, and on the opposite
12 XXXII |       rapid way in a direct line. Coast thirty leagues to leeward.
13 XXXIII|            yet still the southern coast was not in sight.~“We are
14 XXXVII|     driven me on this part of the coast, I will not leave it until
15 XL    |           brought us back to this coast from which fine weather
16 XL    |           a rockbound, impassable coast.”~“Yes, Axel, it is providential
17 XL    |         Hans steered us along the coast to Cape Saknussemm.~The
18 XLIII |       volcanoes of the north-east coast of America. To the east
19 XLIV  |          forms; on a more distant coast arose a prodigious cone