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Page 229
... Afrasiab bid me seek Thy counsel , and to heed thee as thy son , In Samarcand , before the army marched ; And I will tell thee what my heart desires . Thou knowest if , since from Ader - baijan first came among the Tartars and bore arms ...
... Afrasiab bid me seek Thy counsel , and to heed thee as thy son , In Samarcand , before the army marched ; And I will tell thee what my heart desires . Thou knowest if , since from Ader - baijan first came among the Tartars and bore arms ...
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... Afrasiab has , whom thou Mayst fight ; fight them , when they confront thy spear ! But oh , let there be peace ' twixt thee and me ! " He ceased : but while he spake , Rustum had risen , And stood erect , trembling with rage : his club ...
... Afrasiab has , whom thou Mayst fight ; fight them , when they confront thy spear ! But oh , let there be peace ' twixt thee and me ! " He ceased : but while he spake , Rustum had risen , And stood erect , trembling with rage : his club ...
Page 248
... Afrasiab's cities only , Samarcand , Bokhara , and lone Khiva in the waste , And the black Toorkmun tents ; and only drunk The desert rivers , Moorghab and Tejend , Kohik , and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep , The northern Sir ; and ...
... Afrasiab's cities only , Samarcand , Bokhara , and lone Khiva in the waste , And the black Toorkmun tents ; and only drunk The desert rivers , Moorghab and Tejend , Kohik , and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep , The northern Sir ; and ...
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INTRODUCTION I | 1 |
INTRODUCTION TO NARRATIVE POETRY | 37 |
EDMUND SPENSER | 42 |
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