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... called a topu , which was sufficient to produce the maize necessary for the support of a married man , without children . At the birth of a son he re- ceived another topu , and for each daughter half a topu . When the son married he ...
... called a topu , which was sufficient to produce the maize necessary for the support of a married man , without children . At the birth of a son he re- ceived another topu , and for each daughter half a topu . When the son married he ...
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... called by a name signifying " superintendents of the people , " might at all times enter . These officers visited the temples , public edifices , and private houses , to see that they were kept clean and orderly . They chastised persons ...
... called by a name signifying " superintendents of the people , " might at all times enter . These officers visited the temples , public edifices , and private houses , to see that they were kept clean and orderly . They chastised persons ...
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... called amautes , who lived in the establishments for learning . They taught the civil law , astronomy , medicine , and the art of the quippus . Yet their knowledge in these departments was insignifi- cant . They had the decimal system ...
... called amautes , who lived in the establishments for learning . They taught the civil law , astronomy , medicine , and the art of the quippus . Yet their knowledge in these departments was insignifi- cant . They had the decimal system ...
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... called Cyclopean . The joints , however , were accurate ; so accurate indeed , the old writ- ers assure us , that it was impossible to insert the thinnest knife - blade between them . The accom- panying engraving of a part of the ...
... called Cyclopean . The joints , however , were accurate ; so accurate indeed , the old writ- ers assure us , that it was impossible to insert the thinnest knife - blade between them . The accom- panying engraving of a part of the ...
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... called Inti - huasi , or House of the Sun , and the ward of the city in which it was built Coricancha , Place of Gold . It covered a considerable area , of upward of four hundred paces in circuit , and was entirely sur- rounded by a ...
... called Inti - huasi , or House of the Sun , and the ward of the city in which it was built Coricancha , Place of Gold . It covered a considerable area , of upward of four hundred paces in circuit , and was entirely sur- rounded by a ...
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Page 2 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 357 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 1 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 4 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing lingering look behind?
Page 6 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth. And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Page 6 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 5 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 331 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Page 331 - We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Page 2 - Await alike the inevitable hour; The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where, through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.