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Side 17
Through many a Prophet ' s breast ; - in Issa shone , “ And in MOHAMMED burn '
d ; till , hastening on , “ ( As a bright river that , from fall to fall “ In many a maze
descending , bright through all , “ Finds some fair region where , each labyrinth ...
Through many a Prophet ' s breast ; - in Issa shone , “ And in MOHAMMED burn '
d ; till , hastening on , “ ( As a bright river that , from fall to fall “ In many a maze
descending , bright through all , “ Finds some fair region where , each labyrinth ...
Side 21
... The youth exchang ' d his sylvan dwelling - place 1 The Amoo , which rises in
the Belur Tag , or Dark Mountains , and running nearly from east to west , splits
into two branches , one of which falls into the Caspian sea , and the other into
Aral ...
... The youth exchang ' d his sylvan dwelling - place 1 The Amoo , which rises in
the Belur Tag , or Dark Mountains , and running nearly from east to west , splits
into two branches , one of which falls into the Caspian sea , and the other into
Aral ...
Side 158
66 There ' s a drop , " said the Peri , “ that down from “ the moon , “ Falls through
the withering airs of June 66 Upon EGYPT ' s land , of so healing a power , 66 So
... Oh , is it not thus , thou man of sin , “ The precious tears of repentance fall ?
66 There ' s a drop , " said the Peri , “ that down from “ the moon , “ Falls through
the withering airs of June 66 Upon EGYPT ' s land , of so healing a power , 66 So
... Oh , is it not thus , thou man of sin , “ The precious tears of repentance fall ?
Side 194
66 When other eyes shall see , unmov ' d , “ Her widows mourn , her warriors fall ,
“ Thou ' lt think how well one Gheber lovd , “ And for his sake thou ' lt weep for all !
6 But look — ” With sudden start he turn ' d And pointed to the distant wave ...
66 When other eyes shall see , unmov ' d , “ Her widows mourn , her warriors fall ,
“ Thou ' lt think how well one Gheber lovd , “ And for his sake thou ' lt weep for all !
6 But look — ” With sudden start he turn ' d And pointed to the distant wave ...
Side 279
his weak , worn comrade falls Dead on the threshold of the Shrine . ... He cries ,
and , with a strength that seems Not of this world , uplifts the frame Of the fall ' n
Chief , and tow ' rds the flame Bears him along ; — with death - damp hand The ...
his weak , worn comrade falls Dead on the threshold of the Shrine . ... He cries ,
and , with a strength that seems Not of this world , uplifts the frame Of the fall ' n
Chief , and tow ' rds the flame Bears him along ; — with death - damp hand The ...
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angels arms beautiful beneath bird bliss blood bowers breath bright brow called cast charm dark dead dear death deep delightful dread dream earth ev'n eyes fair fall fear feel fire flame flowers gardens give glory gold golden half hand hath head heard heart heaven holy hope hour India King Lake LALLA land leave light lips live look lost maid morn mountain never night o'er once Page pass Persian Princess pure rest rich rise rocks roses round seen shade shining side sigh slave sleep smile soul sound spirit star stood story sweet sword tears thee thine thing thou thought thousand throne tree turn twas veil voice wandering warm wave wild wind wings young youth
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Side 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...
Side 157 - There was a time," he said in mild, Heart-humbled tones — " thou blessed child! " When young and haply pure as thou,
Side 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.
Side 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, with eager hands and eyes, The beautiful blue damsel-flies...
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 188 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Side 333 - When first on me they breathed and shone ; New, as if brought from other spheres, Yet welcome as if loved for years ! Then fly with me, — if thou hast known No other flame, nor falsely thrown A gem away, that thou hadst sworn Should ever in thy heart be worn. Come, if the love thou hast for me Is pure and fresh as mine for thee, — Fresh as the fountain under ground. When first 'tis by the lapwing...