Mercedes of Castile: Or, The Voyage to CathayLea and Blanchard, 1840 - 538 pages |
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... Sancho ? " " He gave me two , Seņor , styling himself Pedro de Mu- ņos , or Pero Gutierrez , without the Don . " " This is well , " exclaimed Columbus , turning a little quickly towards the door , but otherwise maintaining a per- fect ...
... Sancho ? " " He gave me two , Seņor , styling himself Pedro de Mu- ņos , or Pero Gutierrez , without the Don . " " This is well , " exclaimed Columbus , turning a little quickly towards the door , but otherwise maintaining a per- fect ...
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... Sancho Ruiz , Pedro Alonzo Niņo , and Bartolemeo Roldan , are all now firmly tied to us by the ropes of the law ; but should they happen to find a crusade at their end , all the saints in the calendar would scarce have influence to make ...
... Sancho Ruiz , Pedro Alonzo Niņo , and Bartolemeo Roldan , are all now firmly tied to us by the ropes of the law ; but should they happen to find a crusade at their end , all the saints in the calendar would scarce have influence to make ...
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... Sancho , when pressed for time , and when civility gets the better of haste , they add Mundo , making Sancho Mundo for the whole name of a very poor man . ' 29 " Mundo is a large name for so small a 19 * MERCEDES OF CASTILE . 221 nought ...
... Sancho , when pressed for time , and when civility gets the better of haste , they add Mundo , making Sancho Mundo for the whole name of a very poor man . ' 29 " Mundo is a large name for so small a 19 * MERCEDES OF CASTILE . 221 nought ...
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... Sancho , -thou wert found with a basket for a cradle , and that maketh a volume in thy history , at once . " 66 Nay , Excellency , I would not leave the spot a place of dispute hereafter - but it shall be as you please . They say no one ...
... Sancho , -thou wert found with a basket for a cradle , and that maketh a volume in thy history , at once . " 66 Nay , Excellency , I would not leave the spot a place of dispute hereafter - but it shall be as you please . They say no one ...
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... Sancho , and hast a desire to aid in carrying the cross among the heathen ? " " Seņor , your Excellency , Don Almirante , it matters lit- tle to Sancho with what the barque is laden , so that she do not need much pumping , and that the ...
... Sancho , and hast a desire to aid in carrying the cross among the heathen ? " " Seņor , your Excellency , Don Almirante , it matters lit- tle to Sancho with what the barque is laden , so that she do not need much pumping , and that the ...
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admiral adventurers answered appearance Aragon beauty blessed cacique caravel Castile Castilian Cathay Christian Columbus Don Christopher Don Luis Doņa Beatriz Doņa Isabella Doņa Mercedes Dost thou doth doubt duty earth enterprise exclaimed eyes fancied favour feelings felucca Ferdinand Genoese girl Guacanagari hand hath heart heaven hero holy honour hope hour Isabella of Castile island Juan Perez king King of Aragon lady land leagues Llera look Luis de Bobadilla lumbus manner Marchioness mariners Martin Alonzo matter Mattinao means mind mistress Moguer navigator never night Niņa noble nought ocean Ozema Palos passed Pedro Pepe Pinta Pinzon poop prelate princess queen Queen of Castile returned royal sail Sancho Santa Maria seamen seemeth seen Seņor Almirante Seņor Colon Seņor Don ship smiling sovereigns Spain thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought tion true truth vessels Vicente Yaņez voyage wife wind young youth
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Page 206 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Page 259 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Page 24 - Leave to the nightingale her shady wood ; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home...
Page 81 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.
Page 1 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 241 - As this was said, they reached the boat, and were quickly pulled on board the Santa Maria. By this time the peaks of the islands were towering like gloomy shadows in the atmosphere, and, soon after, the caravels resembled dark, shapeless specks, on the unquiet element that washed their hulls.
Page 98 - He that of such a height hath built his mind, And rear'd the dwelling of his thoughts so strong, As neither fear nor hope can shake the frame Of his resolved powers ; nor all the wind Of vanity or malice pierce to wrong His settled peace, or to disturb the same, What a fair seat hath he, from whence he may The boundless wastes and wilds of man survey...
Page 113 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.
Page 66 - Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess The might, the majesty of Loveliness...
Page 51 - What then are all these humane arts, and lights, But seas of errors ? In whose depths who sound, Of truth finde only sbadowes, and no ground.