Mercedes of Castile: Or, The Voyage to CathayHurd & Houghton, 1867 - 478 psl. |
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admiral adventurers answered appearance Aragon beauty blessed cacique caravel Castile Castilian Cathay Christian Columbus countenance Don Christopher Don Fernando Don Luis Doña Beatriz Doña Isabella Doña Mercedes Dost thou doth doubt duty earth Excellency exclaimed expedition eyes fancied favour feelings felucca Ferdinand Genoese girl Guacanagari hand hath heart hero holy honour hope hour Isabella of Castile island Juan Perez king King of Aragon lady land leagues look Luis de Bobadilla lumbus manner Marchioness mariners Martin Alonzo matter Mattinao means mind mistress Moguer Muños navigator never night Niña noble ocean Ozema Palos passed Pedro Pepe Pinta Pinzon poop princess queen Queen of Castile returned royal sail Sancho Santa Maria seamen seemeth seen Señor Almirante Señor Colon ship smiling sovereigns Spain thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought tion true truth vessels Vicente Yañez voyage wife wind young youth
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