Tales of the Garden of KosciuskoWest & Trow, 1834 - 216 sider |
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Side 12
... replied the leech , he was sent here to die . I satisfy my conscience , that is enough . But looking on the commissary with a slight degree of respect , he replied , if you wish it , I will look at his case ; I think you were the ...
... replied the leech , he was sent here to die . I satisfy my conscience , that is enough . But looking on the commissary with a slight degree of respect , he replied , if you wish it , I will look at his case ; I think you were the ...
Side 19
... replied to these questions with a suppressed smile , in a manner quite satisfactory to his friend , and equally astonishing to the Empress . In a few days the Empress sent for the com- missary , and offered him a high command in her THE ...
... replied to these questions with a suppressed smile , in a manner quite satisfactory to his friend , and equally astonishing to the Empress . In a few days the Empress sent for the com- missary , and offered him a high command in her THE ...
Side 25
... replied , Only my mother ; she has taught us botany , history , astronomy as far as we have gone . The professor of the college has been engaged by father to give us two lessons a week in natural philosophy and astronomy next winter ...
... replied , Only my mother ; she has taught us botany , history , astronomy as far as we have gone . The professor of the college has been engaged by father to give us two lessons a week in natural philosophy and astronomy next winter ...
Side 30
... replied , a fine , intelligent , sprightly girl ; one of the least selfish- ness I ever saw ; devoted to me and a friend to Isabella . Enough , said I , she must be the principal agent in my surgery . Make them constant companions ...
... replied , a fine , intelligent , sprightly girl ; one of the least selfish- ness I ever saw ; devoted to me and a friend to Isabella . Enough , said I , she must be the principal agent in my surgery . Make them constant companions ...
Side 96
... replied , " I don't know how to read . " " Well , well , no matter , " said the Colonel ; thinking it was a sort of an apology for the lan- guage she might be about to use . " But I want to know how to read . " The Colonel , struck with ...
... replied , " I don't know how to read . " " Well , well , no matter , " said the Colonel ; thinking it was a sort of an apology for the lan- guage she might be about to use . " But I want to know how to read . " The Colonel , struck with ...
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Tales of the Garden of Kosciusko Samuel L. (Samuel Lorenzo) Knapp Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2012 |
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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 town traveller Tupac Amaru whole wife William Hutchins wounded young
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Side 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 wanton'd 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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!
Side 178 - Jove fix'd it certain, that whatever day Makes man a slave takes half his worth away.
Side 189 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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 ! Oh 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...