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...and above all the Dominicans, Petro de Cordova and Antonio de Montesino. Rise, Muse of history, lend your tuneful breath— These must not sleep in darkness and in death. While these pages were printing, I have unexpectedly met with a very strong corroboration of the facts...

...and above all the Dominicans, Petro de Cordova and Antonio de Montesino. Rise, Muse of history, lend your tuneful breath — These must not sleep in darkness and in death. While these pages were printing, I have unexpectedly met with a very strong corroboration of the facts...

...men who slight immortal fame? Who then with incense shall adore our name ? But, mortals ! know, 'tis still our greatest pride To blaze those virtues, which...hide. Rise, Muses, rise ! add all your tuneful breath ; 370 These must not sleep in darkness and in death.' She said : in air the trembling music floats,...

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...would want force, his actions to relate. Fergmson. ^ ^ ANEMONK APPLE TEEE B LOSSOM— continued. Be it our greatest pride To blaze those virtues, which the good would hide. Pope. Nor yet in common glory Blazing stood, the friend of truth and man ; Determin'd foe of all deception...

...early and deeply impressed on their minds, and proved sufficient in tlie hour of trial. ' Rise, muse, rise, add all your tuneful breath, These must not sleep in darkness and in death.' It was not theirs to meet death in the Beld of honour, while the mind, wrought up with fervid eagerness,...

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