• Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
    • n Campeador kam-pe-a-dōr′ a warrior.
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Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary


In literature:

Claude would go stark staring mad to see his Campeador.
"Beechcroft at Rockstone" by Charlotte M. Yonge
The Cid (often called also Campeador, 'champion') is the chief of the popular national heroes of Spain.
"Doña Perfecta" by Benito Pérez Galdós
It may have come down from the days of the Cid Campeador himself.
"Ahead of the Army" by W. O. Stoddard
The Campeador was too generous to bear malice, and rode joyfully back, to find Sancho besieging Zamora.
"The Red Romance Book" by Various
It recalls the heroic days and deeds of the Great Conde, the Campeador, and Cid.
"The Flag of Distress" by Mayne Reid
It is a joyful city, it is a happy day; 'Tis the Campeador's wedding, and who will bide away?
"With Spurs of Gold" by Frances Nimmo Greene
It is a joyful city, it is a gallant day, 'Tis the Campeador's wedding, and who will bide away?
"Mediaeval Tales" by Various
It is where they buried our lord the Campeador.
"The Spanish Jade" by Maurice Hewlett
Cid Campeador (Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar), 179.
"The Cathedrals of Northern Spain" by Charles Rudy
Cid, Campeador, 33, 123, 127, 134, 200.
"Cathedrals of Spain" by John A. (John Allyne) Gade

In poetry:

How much of my young heart, O Spain,
Went out to thee in days of yore!
What dreams romantic filled my brain,
And summoned back to life again
The Paladins of Charlemagne,
The Cid Campeador!
"Castles In Spain. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fifth)" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Alvar Fanez and Per Vermudoz, for them the King let send.
He took them to a hall apart: "Now harken to me both
Minaya and Per Vermudoz. The Cid my service doth;
The Campeador, his pardon well hath he earned of me.
"The Lay of the Cid - Cantar II" by Anonymous European
Thereon for a full hour's space pondered the King and thought
"I cast out the good Campeador, and wrong I do him still
For his good to me. I know not if the match be to his will,
But we in hand will take it, since so your pleasures tend."
"The Lay of the Cid - Cantar II" by Anonymous European
On his noble battle-charger rode the great Campeador.
His coif was wrinkled. Name of God! but his great beard was fair.
His mail-hood on his shoulders lay. His sword in hand he bare.
And he looked upon his henchmen and saw them drawing nigh:
"The Lay of the Cid - Cantar 1" by Anonymous European
Land of unconquered Pelayo! land of the Cid Campeador!
Sea-girdled mother of men! Spain, name of glory and power;
Cradle of world-grasping Emperors, grave of the reckless invader,
How art thou fallen, my Spain! how art thou sunk at this hour!
"The Surrender Of Spain" by John Hay
"Brand thou girdest in good season. Thy favour, Campeador!
Thou hast brought me forth from insults that were exceeding sore.
Look on me, lord! Look also on my daughters as on me.
By Glod's help and thine they are noble, and gently reared they be.
"The Lay of the Cid - Cantar II" by Anonymous European