The Historical Romances of Georg Ebers, Tập 1Bigelow, Brown, 1880 v. 1. An Egyptian princess. Homo sum -- v. 2. Uarda. The burgomaster's wife -- v. 3. Cleopatra. Joshua -- v. 4. The bride of the Nile. A question -- v. 5. The emperor. The sisters -- v. 6. A thorny path. The elixir -- v. 7. In the fire of the forge. Only a word -- v. 8. Barbara Blomberg. In the Blue Pike -- v. 9. Margery. Serapis -- v. 10. Arachne. The story of my life. |
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Achæmenidæ Amasis anchorite ancient answered Aristomachus arms asked Athenian Atossa Babylon Bartja beautiful Blemmyes Boges brother called Cambyses child command cried Croesus Cyrus Darius daughter death Dorothea Ebers Egypt Egyptian Egyptian Princess eunuch exclaimed eyes father fear feel felt Gaumata gaze girl give gods gold Greek Gyges hand hanging-gardens happy head hear heard heart Hermas Herod Herodotus horses hour Hystaspes Kassandane king king's kiss Ladice laughed Lepsius light lips listened looked Mithras mother mountain Naukratis Nebenchari never night Nile Nitetis noble oasis once Oropastes Osiris palace Paulus Persian Petrus Phanes Phoebicius Polykarp Prexaspes priests Psamtik Rhodopis rose sacred Sappho seemed Sirona slaves smile soon soul speak Stephanus stone stood Tachot tell temple thee Theopompus thou thought to-day took voice wife wine wish woman women words Xenoph young youth Zopyrus
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