
Astyanax; An Epic Romance of Ilion, Atlantis
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ISBN10: 1150741201
ISBN13: 9781150741203
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 574
Weight: 1.83
Height: 1.27 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781150741203
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 574
Weight: 1.83
Height: 1.27 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...Their heralds left at sunrise on one of Guatemozin's swiftest ships. During the entire day was the busy din of preparation for war in and about the city, campaign raiment and rations t being issued to those who would place Xibalba beneath their feet. An aristocratic monarchy.. seems to have been the basis of the Quiche government from the first. All high positions, judicial, military and sacred, were hereditary and restricted to noble families.--Bancroft, Native Races, v., p. 637. tOf the seed of the chia, with maize, they made an exquisite drink, much used by the ancients, particularly in time of war. The soldier who carried with him a little bag of flour of maize, and chia thought himself amply provided. When necessary, he boiled the quantity he wished, mixing a little honey of the mapuey with it: and by means of this delicious and nourishing beverage... endured the heat of the sun and the fatigues of war.--Clavigero, bk. vii., ch. 64. About an hour after dawn, next day, Guatemozin and his court, arrayed in glittering robes, issued from the palace. His armies in serried columns, legion after legion followed. Exhilarating were the demonstrations, as the streets were lined by myriads of the denizens of Tenochtitlan, who, in gayest garb, had thronged all points of vision to behold the march of the heroes of Anahuac toward the fields of fame. Along every square, as they moved, they aroused the shouts of the eager concourse. At the arches built over the boulevard, at each corner, stood maidens and their mothers, who cast flowers to the soldiers and hung gorgeous festoons about their flags. Deafening was the acclaim, as Guatemozin reached down and lifted a child from its mother's arms, kissed it. and then, with tender hands, replaced it upon...