A History of Spanish LiteratureD. Appleton, 1898 - 423 sayfa |
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Sayfa 367 - neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And, lo! Creation widened in man's view. Who could have thought such darkness lay concealed Within thy beams, O Sun? or who could find, Whilst fly and leaf and insect stood revealed, That to such countless orbs thou mad'st us blind? Why do we then shun Death with anxious strife? If Light can thus deceive, wherefore not Life?
Sayfa 50 - Then bearing where Bermuez still maintains unequal fight, Three hundred lances down they come, their pennons flickering white ; Down go three hundred Moors to earth, a man to every blow ; And when they wheel, three hundred more, as charging back they go. It was a sight to see the lances rise and fall that day ; The shivered shields and riven mail, to see how thick they lay; The pennons that went in snow-white come out a gory red; The horses running riderless, the riders lying dead ; While Moors...
Sayfa 322 - In my attributes I stood So high and so heroically great, In lineage so supreme, and with a genius Which penetrated with a glance the world Beneath my feet, that won by my high merit A king — whom I may call the King of Kings, Because all others tremble in their pride Before the terrors of his countenance...
Sayfa 116 - As thus the dying warrior prayed, Without one gathering mist or shade Upon his mind ; Encircled by his family, Watched by affection's gentle eye So soft and kind ; His soul to Him, who gave it, rose ; God lead it to its long repose, Its glorious rest ! And, though the warrior's sun has set, Its light shall linger round us yet, Bright, radiant, blest.
Sayfa 230 - Cervantes smiled Spain's Chivalry away ; A single laugh demolished the right arm Of his own country ; — seldom since that day Has Spain had heroes. While Romance could charm, The world gave ground before her bright array ; And therefore have his volumes done such harm, That all their glory, as a composition, Was dearly purchased by his land's perdition. X. XII. I'm