Tales of the Garden of KosciuskoWest & Trow, 1834 - 216 páginas |
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... stranger in the jailer's room . Well , he exclaimed , perhaps some new disaster ; God give me strength for the occasion ; I will not distrust him . The summons was imperative , and as he entered the room , a stranger in the garb of an ...
... stranger in the jailer's room . Well , he exclaimed , perhaps some new disaster ; God give me strength for the occasion ; I will not distrust him . The summons was imperative , and as he entered the room , a stranger in the garb of an ...
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... stranger ; but do you not recollect leaping into the sea when a young Englishman was amusing himself in the water , and a cry was uttered from those in the boat that a shark was near ; and of rescuing that young man from the jaws of the ...
... stranger ; but do you not recollect leaping into the sea when a young Englishman was amusing himself in the water , and a cry was uttered from those in the boat that a shark was near ; and of rescuing that young man from the jaws of the ...
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... stranger ? I think so , was the answer ; but I prefer not to be interrogated on this subject , said the commissary . Yet I will examine the buckle if you have it . The buckle was produced , and at once recognized . The British officer ...
... stranger ? I think so , was the answer ; but I prefer not to be interrogated on this subject , said the commissary . Yet I will examine the buckle if you have it . The buckle was produced , and at once recognized . The British officer ...
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... stranger . My husband has named it , " the medicine of the mind . " It was named for you— for it was while tending that flower , that I was first conscious that times had passed over me , and that I was now restored to reason . With its ...
... stranger . My husband has named it , " the medicine of the mind . " It was named for you— for it was while tending that flower , that I was first conscious that times had passed over me , and that I was now restored to reason . With its ...
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... stranger , but on his growling several times , the woman gave him a kick , and sent him yelping out of doors . By way of treating her guest with great civility , the mistress of the house took up the broom , and began to sweep a spot ...
... stranger , but on his growling several times , the woman gave him a kick , and sent him yelping out of doors . By way of treating her guest with great civility , the mistress of the house took up the broom , and began to sweep a spot ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Acllahua acquainted arms army arrived Atahualpa beauty Bill Jones boat brave brig cacique Cæsar called Capt captain Captain Newman child Colonel Elliot commissary Coya Mama Cudjo Cusco Dalrymple Danforth daughter Deacon death Diego Don Martin door duty emperor enemy eyes father fell garden gave gentleman Gilman give hand Harry heard heart honor horse hour Huasca HUAYNA CAPAC husband Inca Indians inquired instantly island Julius Julius Cæsar knew lived look Lucy master miles mind Monegan morning mother mountains Neddy never night Nuna Oakum officer once passed Peru Peruvian Pizarro prison Quito reached replied sailors Sayri Tupac seemed seen Seka sent ship Sir John solemn soon soul Spaniards spirit story stranger suffer taken thing thought tion told took traveller Tupac Amaru whole wife William Hutchins wounded young
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Página 93 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 23 - ... melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Página 177 - He knew his lord : — he knew, and strove to meet (In vain he strove), to crawl, and kiss his feet ; Yet (all he could) his tail, his ears, his eyes, Salute his master, and confess his joys.
Página 176 - Thus, near the gates conferring as they drew, Argus, the dog, his ancient master knew: He not unconscious of the voice and tread, Lifts to the sound his ear, and rears his head; Bred by Ulysses, nourish'd at his board, But, ah!
Página 177 - Not Argus so (Eumaeus thus rejoin'd), But served a master of a nobler kind: Who never, never shall behold him more ! Long, long since perish'd on a distant shore ! O had you seen him, vigorous, bold, and young, Swift as a stag, and as a lion strong ! Him no fell savage on the plain withstood, None...
Página 178 - Jove fix'd it certain, that whatever day Makes man a slave takes half his worth away.
Página 105 - And weepings heard where only joy has been ; When by his children borne, and from his door Slowly departing to return no more, He rests in holy earth with them that went before. And such is Human Life ; so gliding on, It glimmers like a meteor, and is gone...
Página 148 - What th' unsearchable dispose Of highest Wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns, And to his faithful champion hath in place Bore witness gloriously ; whence Gaza mourns, And all that band them to resist His...
Página 177 - Ulysses' gate? His bulk and beauty speak no vulgar praise: If, as he seems, he was in better days, Some care his age deserves; or was he prized For worthless beauty? therefore now despised; Such dogs and men there are, mere things of state; And always cherish'd by their friends, the great.
Página 177 - None scap'd him, bosom'd in the gloomy wood: His eye how piercing, and his scent how true, To wind the vapour in the tainted dew! Such, when Ulysses left his natal coast, Now years unnerve him, and his lord is lost] The women keep the generous creature bare, A sleek and idle race is all their care.