Lalla RookhLongman & Company, 1826 - 397 pages |
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... dead ! ” Oh Grief , beyond all other griefs , when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it lov'd to live or fear'd to die ; - Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er ...
... dead ! ” Oh Grief , beyond all other griefs , when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it lov'd to live or fear'd to die ; - Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er ...
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... dead pressure of its woes , Though health and bloom return'd , the delicate chain Of thought , once tangled , never clear'd again . Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turn'd astray ; - A ...
... dead pressure of its woes , Though health and bloom return'd , the delicate chain Of thought , once tangled , never clear'd again . Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turn'd astray ; - A ...
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... Dead , Which to the maiden , doubly craz'd by dread , Seem'd , through the bluish death - light round them cast , To move their lips in mutterings as she pass'd There , in that awful place , when each had quaff'd And pledg'd in silence ...
... Dead , Which to the maiden , doubly craz'd by dread , Seem'd , through the bluish death - light round them cast , To move their lips in mutterings as she pass'd There , in that awful place , when each had quaff'd And pledg'd in silence ...
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... , this festal day , When , ' mid the proud Divan's dazzling array , The vision of that Youth whom she had lov❜d , Had wept as dead , before her breath'd and mov'd ; - When - bright , she thought , as if from 28 LALLA ROOKH .
... , this festal day , When , ' mid the proud Divan's dazzling array , The vision of that Youth whom she had lov❜d , Had wept as dead , before her breath'd and mov'd ; - When - bright , she thought , as if from 28 LALLA ROOKH .
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... dead men's marrow guides them best at night ' " Ye shall have honours - wealth , - yes , Sages , yes- " I know , grave fools , your wisdom's nothingness ; " Undazzled it can track yon starry sphere , " But a guilt stick , a bawble ...
... dead men's marrow guides them best at night ' " Ye shall have honours - wealth , - yes , Sages , yes- " I know , grave fools , your wisdom's nothingness ; " Undazzled it can track yon starry sphere , " But a guilt stick , a bawble ...
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angels Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek D'Herbelot dark dead dear death deep Delhi delightful dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Ghebers gleam glory gold Greek fire HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian IRAN's Khorassan King Koran Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips look look'd lov'd lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er PERI Persian poet Princess pure round seem'd shade sherbets shining SHIRAZ shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou thought throne Tibet towers Transoxiania tree turn'd twas veil voice warm wave Waved plates wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA
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Page 295 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Page 63 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S§ stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Page 159 - While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven The triumph of a Soul Forgiven...
Page 151 - Now, upon Syria's land of roses Softly the light of Eve reposes, And, like a glory, the broad sun Hangs over sainted Lebanon ; Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens with eternal sleet, While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet.
Page 154 - Cheer'd by this hope, she bends her thither ; Still laughs the radiant eye of Heaven, Nor have the golden bowers of Even In the rich West begun to wither ; — When, o'er the vale of BALBEC winging Slowly, she sees a child at play, Among the rosy wild-flowers singing, As rosy and as wild as they ; Chasing...
Page 155 - mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink.
Page 63 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, An essence that breathes of it many a year...
Page 157 - twas a sight, — that heaven, that child, A scene, which might have well beguiled Even haughty Eblis of a sigh For glories lost and peace gone by! And how felt he, the wretched man Reclining there, while memory ran O'er many a year of guilt and strife, — Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace. "There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones, "thou blessed child!
Page 304 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Page 139 - Downward the Peri turns her gaze, And through the war-field's bloody haze Beholds a youthful warrior stand Alone beside his native river, The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow in his quiver. " Live," said the conqueror, " live to share The trophies and the crowns I bear...