breathing upon a piece of glass, where, the breath condensing, there might living creatures be seen by a microscope, of strange, monstrous, and frightful shapes, such as dragons, snakes, serpents, and devils, horrible to behold.
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A Journal of the Plague Year, Written by a Citizen Who Continued All the While in London by Daniel Defoe.
