The Last Inca; Or, The Story of Tupac Amaru

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Side 147 - Like a broad table did it selfe dispred, For Love his loftie triumphes to engrave, And write the battailes of his great godhed ; All good and honour might therein be red, For there their dwelling was. And, when she spake, Sweete wordes like dropping honny she did shed ; And twixt the perles and rubins softly brake A silver sound, that heavenly musicke seemd to make.
Side 94 - Stav, stay, my friend ; I fear this sound will not become our loves. No more; embrace me. Amin. Oh, mistake me not: I know thee to be full of all those deeds, That we frail men call good; but, by the course Of nature, thou shouldst be as quickly changed As are the winds ; dissembling as the sea, That now wears brows as smooth as virgins
Side 128 - They make the cripple run, the dumbe to speke, the blinde to wake, — ' Yea, he who has noe hands to use, desires goode coine to take. Or be a man an ignorant clowne, a real countreye elf, He soone becomes a lorde and sage when graced by princely pelfe ; A...
Side 34 - Childhood with unrelish'd beauties Of gaudy sights ; the Summer, as the Noon, Shines in delight of Youth, and ripens strength To Autumn's Manhood ; here the Evening grows, And knits up all felicity in folly : Winter at last draws on the Night of Age ; Yet still a humour of some novel fancy Untasted or untried, puts off the minute Of resolution, which should bid farewell To a vain world of weariness and sorrows.
Side 34 - Here in this mirror Let man behold the circuit of his fortunes ; The season of the Spring dawns like the Morning, Bedewing Childhood with unrelish'd beauties Of gaudy sights; the Summer, as the Noon, Shines in delight of Youth, and ripens strength To Autumn's Manhood ; here the Evening grows, And...
Side 147 - Her ivorie forhead full of bountie brave, Like a broad table did itselfe dispred, For Love his loftie triumphes to engrave, And write the battels of his great godhead: All good and honour might therein be red: For there their dwelling was. And when she spake, Sweet wordes, like dropping honny, she did shed, And twixt the perles and rubins softly brake A silver sound, that heavenly musicke seemd to make.
Side 41 - Marry thy daughter, and so shalt thou have performed a weighty matter : but give her to a man of understanding.
Side 203 - Poblacion" of 1573 were later incorporated into the Recopilacion de leyes de los reynos de las Indias, published in Madrid in 1681.

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