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I felt the fatal grasp of desperate hands pass two or three times round my thighs, and once or twice felt my foot strike against some one struggling beneath me. Sometimes I got entangled among pieces of sails and rigging but less dreaded their folds and...

Narrative of the wreck of the lady Munro, on the desolate island of ... - Página 13
de John McCosh - 1835 - 88 páginas
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The Asiatic Journal and Monthly Register for British and Foreign India ...

1834 - 624 páginas

...itself was closing, and made the utmost possible exertions to get away. The first wave hurled me along its crest with the velocity of a whirlwind, and I thought I should never again ascend to the surface; the lecond followed with equal impetuosity, and hurled me...

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