Lives of Celebrated American IndiansJ.M. Allen, 1844 - 315 Seiten |
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... ground , and caps on their heads ; they appeared much defaced by time . There was also a long wall , built of immensely large stones , which excited the astonishment of the Peruvians , as there were neither quarries nor rocks in the ...
... ground , and caps on their heads ; they appeared much defaced by time . There was also a long wall , built of immensely large stones , which excited the astonishment of the Peruvians , as there were neither quarries nor rocks in the ...
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... ground . Herrera asserts that he heightened the insult by requesting Pizarro to return the gold and silver of which he had robbed the Peruvians . 66 Without doubt every circumstance of this interview had been foreseen , and the last act ...
... ground . Herrera asserts that he heightened the insult by requesting Pizarro to return the gold and silver of which he had robbed the Peruvians . 66 Without doubt every circumstance of this interview had been foreseen , and the last act ...
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... ground at first , and the fortress would have been captured had Caupolican advanced with more speed ; but , at the moment of his arrival , the Spaniards had pushed their attacks so vigorously , that the Araucanians , overpowered by ...
... ground at first , and the fortress would have been captured had Caupolican advanced with more speed ; but , at the moment of his arrival , the Spaniards had pushed their attacks so vigorously , that the Araucanians , overpowered by ...
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... ground till noon , when they were compelled , by loss of men and fatigue , to give over the assault . They fell back upon the Biobio , the Spaniards not offering to pursue them . Here , having refreshed his army for a few days ...
... ground till noon , when they were compelled , by loss of men and fatigue , to give over the assault . They fell back upon the Biobio , the Spaniards not offering to pursue them . Here , having refreshed his army for a few days ...
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... own ; This realm of Chili is thy noble dower . Chased from our sacred ground , The Spaniard shall for all his crimes atone ; And Charles and Philip's iron reign is o'er ; Hideous and stained with gore , They fly th ' 64 CAUPOLICAN .
... own ; This realm of Chili is thy noble dower . Chased from our sacred ground , The Spaniard shall for all his crimes atone ; And Charles and Philip's iron reign is o'er ; Hideous and stained with gore , They fly th ' 64 CAUPOLICAN .
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admiration afterwards Americans appears Araucanians arms army Atahualpa attack battle beautiful became Black Hawk Bonaparte Brant British brother Burke Burns Byron Caupolican Cervantes character chief command Cortez Cuzco death Don Quixote emperor enemy English eyes father feelings fell fire force gave genius Göthe hand head heart honor horses hostile Huascar Huayna Capac hundred iards Ietan immediately Inca Indians inhabitants Johnson king land Lautaro lived Lord Manco Capac manner Mayta Capac ment Mexicans Mexico mind Montezuma Napoleon never noble officers Opechancanough party peace person Peru Peruvians Philip Pocahontas poems poet poetry Pontiac possession Powhatan prisoner Quetzalcoatl received remarkable replied river savage scene Scott sent Shakspere soldiers soon Soto Spaniards Spanish spirit Tecumseh thou thought thousand tion told took town tribes troops Tupac Tupac Amaru Vitachuco warriors whole wife Xolotl young
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Seite 73 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Seite 187 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering Worth is...
Seite 231 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it; I have killed many; I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country, I rejoice at the beams of peace; but do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Seite 73 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Seite 184 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O
Seite 72 - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Seite 212 - Ah, sir, I was mad and violent. It was bitterness which they mistook for frolic. I was miserably poor, and I thought to fight my way by my literature and my wit; so I disregarded all power and all authority.
Seite 186 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Seite 166 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Seite 72 - Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires,— 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.