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1 XXXVII| Liedenbrock was a rather grotesque fierce parody upon the fierce Achilles
2 XXXVII|   grotesque fierce parody upon the fierce Achilles defying the lightning.
3 XXXVII|            a stick for a mast, and fierce winds in our teeth? We cannot
4 XXXVII|            water, subjected to the fierce action of central heat,
5 XLI   |       along, the playthings of the fierce elements of the deep.~At
6 XLIII |            at us. There were wild, fierce puffs of stormy wind from
7 XLIV  |           and blinding us with the fierce light of his nearly vertical
8 XLIV  |          away in the south was the fierce Etna.~“Stromboli, Stromboli!”