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619. oldal
The hills from north to south maintain a fairly constant level of three thousand feet , the highest point being about Hebron . In their general shape they resemble a long broad fish - bone . Along their back runs the fine tarmac road ...
The hills from north to south maintain a fairly constant level of three thousand feet , the highest point being about Hebron . In their general shape they resemble a long broad fish - bone . Along their back runs the fine tarmac road ...
626. oldal
Often I passed the spot where David slew Goliath , a green strath on the road close under the hills from the Bab - el - Wad to Beit Jibrin . Like so many of these glens it ends in a ' hope ' like a hope of Tweeddale , from which a track ...
Often I passed the spot where David slew Goliath , a green strath on the road close under the hills from the Bab - el - Wad to Beit Jibrin . Like so many of these glens it ends in a ' hope ' like a hope of Tweeddale , from which a track ...
632. oldal
Well I remember the first at which I assisted , in an ancient village on the last fringe of the Judæan Hills . It was the finest view I found in Palestine , finer than that of the hills from Tall - as - Safi , or of the Old City from ...
Well I remember the first at which I assisted , in an ancient village on the last fringe of the Judæan Hills . It was the finest view I found in Palestine , finer than that of the hills from Tall - as - Safi , or of the Old City from ...
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