Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLongman, Green, Longman, Roberts, & Green, 1863 - 381 sider |
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Side 34
... thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet " Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; -- " But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " " The pomp is at an end- the ...
... thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet " Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; -- " But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " " The pomp is at an end- the ...
Side 38
... thee dark , thou hadst an amulet In the loved image , graven on thy heart , Which would have saved thee from the tempter's art , And kept alive , in all its bloom of breath , That purity , whose fading is love's death ! - But lost ...
... thee dark , thou hadst an amulet In the loved image , graven on thy heart , Which would have saved thee from the tempter's art , And kept alive , in all its bloom of breath , That purity , whose fading is love's death ! - But lost ...
Side 42
... thee ! But though light came , it came but partially ; Enough to show the maze , in which thy sense Wandered about , but not to guide it thence ; Enough to glimmer o'er the yawning wave , But not to point the harbor which might save ...
... thee ! But though light came , it came but partially ; Enough to show the maze , in which thy sense Wandered about , but not to guide it thence ; Enough to glimmer o'er the yawning wave , But not to point the harbor which might save ...
Side 48
... thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! " Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Blessed not my banner , ' twere but half divine . " But why so mournful , child ? those eyes , that shone - " All life ...
... thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! " Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Blessed not my banner , ' twere but half divine . " But why so mournful , child ? those eyes , that shone - " All life ...
Side 49
... thee in the bowers above ; " Though he , I fear , hath thoughts too stern for love , " Too ruled by that cold enemy of bliss 66 " The world calls virtue we must conquer this ; " Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ! ' tis not for thee " To ...
... thee in the bowers above ; " Though he , I fear , hath thoughts too stern for love , " Too ruled by that cold enemy of bliss 66 " The world calls virtue we must conquer this ; " Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ! ' tis not for thee " To ...
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angels Arab AZIM beam beautiful beneath bird blessed bliss blood bowers breath bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek D'Herbelot dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens Ghebers gleam glory gold golden Greek fire HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian IRAN's Khorassan King Koran La Péri Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips live look lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er passed PERI Persian poet Princess pure roses round Scott Waring 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 tree Twas veil voice wandering warm wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster