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| 19 | 120 | The cracking noises of the View more quotes about angry">angry, burning mountains, too, like thunder at one's ear, almost deafened one. |
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| 19 | 117 | Ash clung about my face and mouth. |
| 19 | 118 | My eyes stung. |
| 19 | 119 | How could one live in such air? Surely one would suffocate, or strangle, and collapse, dying in such a fog of cinders and gas. |
| 19 | 120 | The cracking noises of the angry, burning mountains, too, like thunder at one's ear, almost deafened one. |
| 19 | 121 | A gigantic rock fell into the sea, hissing, to port. |
| 19 | 122 | The sails, I feared, in the falling, flaming debris, would have been ignited, had they been dry. |
| 19 | 123 | Cinders and ash rained on the deck. |