Encyclopædia Britannica: Or, A Dictionary of Arts, Sciences, and Miscellaneous Literature, Volume 15, Part 1Colin Macfarquhar, George Gleig A. Bell and C. Macfarquhar, 1797 - Encyclopedias and dictionaries |
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Page 351
... this city , it was at firft doubted " whether it were actually Pompeii : but the name in- fcribed over the gateway put it beyond all doubt . The fkeletons Pompona . Pompey skeletons found were innumerable , It is РОМ POM f 351 1.
... this city , it was at firft doubted " whether it were actually Pompeii : but the name in- fcribed over the gateway put it beyond all doubt . The fkeletons Pompona . Pompey skeletons found were innumerable , It is РОМ POM f 351 1.
Page 352
... Pompey skeletons found were innumerable , It is faid that many had fpades in their hands , endeavouring , probably at firft , to clear away the torrent of afhes with which they were deluged . Indeed the fatisfaction which is felt at the ...
... Pompey skeletons found were innumerable , It is faid that many had fpades in their hands , endeavouring , probably at firft , to clear away the torrent of afhes with which they were deluged . Indeed the fatisfaction which is felt at the ...
Page 364
... Pompey fent agre him . The king , however elated with fuccefs , yet would not engage Lucullus ; but with long marches haftened into Armenia Minor , and encamped upon a hill near the town of Talura , expecting Tigranes , who was advan ...
... Pompey fent agre him . The king , however elated with fuccefs , yet would not engage Lucullus ; but with long marches haftened into Armenia Minor , and encamped upon a hill near the town of Talura , expecting Tigranes , who was advan ...
Page 365
... Pompey's fide there fell between 20 and 30 private men , and two centurions . 56 Mithridates , at the head of 800 horse , broke through Distress of the Roman army , and being after this effort abandon- Mithri ed by all the reft ...
... Pompey's fide there fell between 20 and 30 private men , and two centurions . 56 Mithridates , at the head of 800 horse , broke through Distress of the Roman army , and being after this effort abandon- Mithri ed by all the reft ...
Page 366
... Pompey to Pontus , [ 366 ] PON thia , and carrying with him even provifion of water , treat of a peace , offering to pay a yearly tribute to Pompey's to fupply the army in the vaft deferts through which the republic , on condition he ...
... Pompey to Pontus , [ 366 ] PON thia , and carrying with him even provifion of water , treat of a peace , offering to pay a yearly tribute to Pompey's to fupply the army in the vaft deferts through which the republic , on condition he ...
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