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ACCOUNT OF THE

EARTHQUAKE AT LISBON,

BY A SPECTATOR.

There never was a finer morning seen the first of November, 1755. The sun in his full lustre, and the whole face of  sky was perfectly serene and clear. Not least sign or warning was afforded of  approaching event, which rendered the  flourishing, opulcntopulent [sic] and populous city  Lisbon a scene of the utmost horror  desolation.

On the morning of this fatal day, between the hours of nine and ten, I was sitting my apartment, and had just finished