The Gallery of Nature: A Pictorial and Descriptive Tour Through CreationW.S. Orr, 1848 - 803 pages |
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... sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit , and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony . - Sit , Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick ...
... sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit , and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony . - Sit , Jessica ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick ...
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The Gallery of Nature: A Pictorial and Descriptive Tour Through Creation Thomas Milner No preview available - 2015 |
The Gallery of Nature: A Pictorial and Descriptive Tour Through Creation Thomas Milner No preview available - 2015 |
The Gallery of Nature: A Pictorial and Descriptive Tour Through Creation Thomas Milner No preview available - 2015 |
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ancient appearance Aratus Arcturus astronomical atmosphere beautiful bodies cause cave cavern celestial centre clouds coast colour comet constellation continent depth diameter direction distance earth east eclipse ecliptic elevation equator exhibits extent feet Flamstead globe heavens height Herschel Hipparchus horizon hundred hyæna immense inhabitants interior island Jupiter Keppler lake land latitude light limestone lunar magnitude mass millions of miles moon motion mountains naked eye nature nearly nebula night objects observed occur ocean orbit owing parallax passing perihelion period phenomena physical plain planets pole present Ptolemy Pyrenees regions remarkable revolution rise river rock rotation round sand satellites Saturn seen shore side Sir John Herschel snow solar space spot springs square miles stars stone stream summit supposed surface telescope temperature terrestrial thousand traveller Tycho Brahe Uranus Ursa Major valley vast velocity Venus visible volcanic wind
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