A Tour Through Holland, Along the Right and Left Banks of the Rhine, to the South of Germany, in the Summer and Autumn of 1806. [Two Line Latin Quotation] (Google eBook)

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C. and A. Conrad and Company, Samuel F. Bradford, Byrch and Small, and James Humphreys, Philadelphia: Andrews and Cummings, Boston: Peter A. Mesier, New-York, and Edmond Morford, Charleston, 1807 - Netherlands - 301 pages
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Page 116 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
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