The History of the Ingenious Gentleman, Don Quixote of La Mancha ...

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Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1822
 

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الصفحة 309 - Farewell, farewell, Granada! thou city without peer! Woe, woe, thou pride of Heathendom! seven hundred years and more Have gone since first the faithful thy royal sceptre bore!
الصفحة 309 - The gardens of thy Vega, its fields and blooming bowers, — Woe, woe ! I see their beauty gone, and scattered all their flowers ! No reverence can he claim — the king that such a land hath lost, — On charger never can he ride, nor be heard among the host ; But in some dark and dismal place, where none his face may see, There, weeping and lamenting, alone that king should be.
الصفحة 294 - THE HAG THE hag is astride This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now out and then in, Though ne'er so foul be the weather. A thorn or a...
الصفحة 308 - There was crying in Granada when the sun was going down ; Some calling on the Trinity — some calling on Mahoun. Here passed away the Koran — there in the Cross was borne — And here was heard the Christian bell — and there the Moorish horn...
الصفحة 315 - Dark is his hide on either side, but the blood within doth boil, And the dun hide glows, as if on fire, as he paws to the turmoil: His eyes are jet, and they are set in crystal rings of snow; But now they stare with one red glare of brass upon the foe. Upon the forehead of the bull the horns stand close and near; From out the broad and wrinkled skull like daggers, they appear...
الصفحة 292 - ... monde. E stanco al fin, e al fin di sudor molle, poi che la lena vinta non risponde allo sdegno, al grave odio, all'ardente ira, cade sul prato, e verso il ciel sospira.
الصفحة 315 - His legs are short, his hams are thick, his hoofs are black as night; Like a strong flail he holds his tail in fierceness of his might; Like something molten out of iron, or hewn from forth the rock, Harpado of Xarama stands, to bide the alcayde's shock.
الصفحة 306 - OF HIRCANIA, in folio, which he read quite through. Yet I have heard him attribute to these extravagant fictions that unsettled turn of mind which prevented his ever fixing in any profession.
الصفحة 306 - It makes him to kis his hand like an ape, cringe his necke like a starveling, and play at hey passe repasse come aloft when he salutes a man. From thence he brings the art of atheisme, the art of epicurising, the art of whoring, the art of poysoning, the art of Sodomitrie.
الصفحة 314 - Gazul, turn," the people cry — the third comes up behind, Low to the sand his head holds he, his nostrils snuff the wind ; The mountaineers that lead the steers, without stand whispering low, " Now thinks this proud alcayde to stun Harpado so?

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