Campaigns and cruises, in Venezuela and New Grenada, and in the Pacific ocean, 1817 to 1830: also, Tales of Venezuela, Svazek 3

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Strana 201 - For now she knows it is no gentle chase, But the blunt boar, rough bear, or lion proud, Because the cry remaineth in one place, Where fearfully the dogs exclaim aloud : Finding their enemy to be so curst, They all strain court'sy who shall cope him first.
Strana 107 - My dainty duck, my dear-a ? " Any silk, any thread, any toys for your head, " Of the new'st and fin'st, fin'st wear-a ? " Come to the pedlar ; money's a medler, " That doth utter all men's ware-a.
Strana 164 - My only love sprung from my only hate ! " Too early seen, unknown; and known too late: " Prodigious birth of love it is to me, " That I must love a loathed enemy.
Strana 285 - way;— Fit spot to make invaders rue The many fall'n before the few. The torrents from that morning's sky Had fill'd the narrow chasm breast-high; And, on each side, aloft and wild, Huge cliffs and toppling crags were pil'd, The guards, with which young freedom lines The pathways to her mountain shrines. The Fire-Worshippers.
Strana 176 - flew. Instant, through copse and heath, arose Bonnets and spears and bended bows ; On right, on left, above, below, Sprung up at once the lurking foe ; That whistle
Strana 213 - If not, we'll make you sit, and rifle you." Speed—" Sir, we are undone! these are the villains " That all the travellers do fear so much.
Strana 76 - But 1 am he who bids it pass, " Or with its ice delay. " I am the Spirit of the place, " Could make the mountain bow, " And quiver to his cavern'd base !
Strana 247 - It is resolved—they march—consenting night Guides with her star their dim and torchless flight; Already they perceive its tranquil beam Sleep on the surface of the barrier stream ; Already they descry—Is yon the bank ? Away ! 'tis lined with many a hostile rank.
Strana 23 - ran it through, e'en from my boyish days, ' To th' very moment that he bade me tell it. ' Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances,
Strana 5 - the far torrent, or the locust bird .Hunting among the thickets could be heard ;— Yet hark ! what discords now, of every kind, Shouts, laughs, and screams are revelling in the wind The neigh of cavalry,—

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