The Lusiad: Or, the Discovery of India. An Epic Poem. Translated from the Original Portuguese of Luis de Camoëns. By William Julius Mickle. In Two Volumes. ... |
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according againſt alſo ancient appear arms band bear behold Beneath blaze boaſt bold bound Brahmins brave breaſt called Camoëns chief Chriſtian cries death deep divine dread earth Eaſt eyes face fails fair faith fame fate field fierce fight fire firſt fleet Gama gave Gentoos give given gold hand head heaven heroes himſelf hiſtory holy Homer honour hope human India Italy king land living Luſian manner mentioned monarch Moors moſt mountain muſt native nature never night o'er obſerved ocean poem poet Portugueſe prince proud race rage received religion riſe round ſacred ſame ſays ſea ſee ſhall ſhe ſhining ſhore ſmiling ſome ſon ſpirit ſpread ſtands ſtate ſtill ſuch thee theſe thoſe thou thouſand toils trembling various waves whoſe wide wild youth
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