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Side 33
... bliss that never fades - 1 The oriental plane . “ The chenar is a delightful tree ; its bole is of a fine white and smooth bark ; and its foliage , which grows in a tuft at the summit , is of a bright green . " — Morier's Travels . Well ...
... bliss that never fades - 1 The oriental plane . “ The chenar is a delightful tree ; its bole is of a fine white and smooth bark ; and its foliage , which grows in a tuft at the summit , is of a bright green . " — Morier's Travels . Well ...
Side 40
... bliss Shone o'er thy heart from every look of his ; When but to see him , hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ! When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so ...
... bliss Shone o'er thy heart from every look of his ; When but to see him , hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ! When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so ...
Side 45
... bliss , To the dim charnel - house ; — through all its steams Of damp and death , led only by those gleams Which foul Corruption lights , as with design To show the gay and proud she too can shine ! - And , passing on through upright ...
... bliss , To the dim charnel - house ; — through all its steams Of damp and death , led only by those gleams Which foul Corruption lights , as with design To show the gay and proud she too can shine ! - And , passing on through upright ...
Side 47
... bliss , with Azim by her side ! So alter'd was she now , this festal day , When , ' mid the proud divan's dazzling array , The vision of that youth , whom she had loved , And wept as dead , before her breathed and moved :When— bright ...
... bliss , with Azim by her side ! So alter'd was she now , this festal day , When , ' mid the proud divan's dazzling array , The vision of that youth , whom she had loved , And wept as dead , before her breathed and moved :When— bright ...
Side 56
... bliss The world calls virtue — we must conquer this ; — Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ; ' tis not for thee To scan the maze of heaven's mystery . The steel must pass through fire , ere it can yield Fit instruments for mighty hands to ...
... bliss The world calls virtue — we must conquer this ; — Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ; ' tis not for thee To scan the maze of heaven's mystery . The steel must pass through fire , ere it can yield Fit instruments for mighty hands to ...
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angel appeared arms beautiful beneath bird bliss blood bowers breath bright brow called charm dark dead dear death deep delight dread dream e'en earth 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 Rookh land leaves light lips live look lost maid morn mountain never night o'er once pass Peri Persian poet Princess pure rest rich rose round seen shade shining side sigh slave sleep smile soul sound spirit star stood story sweet sword tears thee thine thou thought thousand throne tree turn twas veil voice wandering warm wave wild wind wings young youth