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“Did not learned men, too, hold, till within the last twenty-five years, that a flying dragon was an impossible monster? And do we not now know that there are hundreds of them found fossil up and down the world? People call them Pterodactyles: but that is only because they are ashamed to call them flying dragons, after denying so long that flying dragons could exist.”

Quote by Charles Kingsley

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Delphi Complete Works of Charles Kingsley (Illustrated)

The Delphi Complete Works of Charles Kingsley (Illustrated) is a comprehensive compilation of the literary output of Charles Kingsley, a prominent figure in Victorian literature. The collection features his well-known novels such as 'The Water-Babies' and 'Westward Ho!' along with his poetry and other writings. The illustrated edition adds visual elements to enhance the reading experience. more

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Charles Kingsley
Charles Kingsley

Charles Kingsley was a British professor, born on June 12, 1819, and died on January 23, 1875. He is known for his contributions to literature and education. more

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