Corsica in Its Picturesque, Social, and Historical Aspects: The Record of a Tour in the Summer of 1852, Volume 1

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Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1855 - 493 pages
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This is a truly wonderful and fascinating book about Corsica - one of the greats. I'm delighted to find it on Google books as it is very rare and unobtainable outside libraries. A blend of rapturous description, anecdote, history and legend. Thank you Google books for making it available.


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