The last Inca, or the story of Tupac Amâru, Bind 3

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Side 29 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face...
Side 246 - O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires. And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.
Side 246 - And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy children. In righteousness shalt thou be established: thou shalt be far from oppression; for thou shalt not fear: and from terror; for it shall not come near thee.
Side 249 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful: for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor...
Side 118 - Ice-cold beneath the summer sun, but warm in winter were. There on the thick and shadowy trees, amid the foliage green, Were the fig and the pomegranate, the pear and apple, seen ; And other fruits of various kinds, the tufted leaves between, None were unpleasant to the taste, and none decayed, I ween. The verdure of the meadow green, the...
Side 119 - Such shadows from the summer sun, such odors on the breeze ; I threw my mantle on the ground, that I might rest at ease, And stretched upon the greensward lay in the shadow of the trees. There, soft reclining in the shade, all cares beside me flung, I heard the soft and mellow notes that through the woodland rung. Ear never listened to a strain, from instrument or tongue, So mellow and harmonious as the songs above me sung.
Side 96 - ... wives, husbands, children, masters, servants, lives, blood, bodies, souls, silver, gold, pearls, precious stones, and what not. And, moreover, at this fair, there is at all times to be seen jugglings, cheats, games, plays, fools, apes, knaves, and rogues, and that of every kind.
Side 192 - The colour of the soil, and black from white. But the cold ground is difficult to know ; Yet this the plants, that prosper there, will show — Black ivy, pitch trees, and the baleful yew.
Side 209 - Who will not be persuaded," he says, "that now at length the great Judge of the world hath heard the sighs, groans, and lamentations, hath seen the tears and blood of so many millions of innocent men, women, and children, afflicted, robbed, reviled, branded with hot irons, roasted, dismembered, mangled, stabbed, whipped, racked, scalded with hot oil, put to the strapado, ripped alive, beheaded in sport, drowned, dashed against the rocks, famished, devoured by mastiffs, burned, and by infinite cruelties...
Side 44 - This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people, and thro' soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he...

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