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Side 11
... look'd and smil'd as others do ? Her hands were joined , and from each wrist By threads of pearl and golden twist Hung relics of the saints of yore , And scraps of talismanic lore , Charms for the old , the sick , the frail , Some made ...
... look'd and smil'd as others do ? Her hands were joined , and from each wrist By threads of pearl and golden twist Hung relics of the saints of yore , And scraps of talismanic lore , Charms for the old , the sick , the frail , Some made ...
Side 22
... look from his balcony , the procession moved slowly on. with Khosrou and with Ferhad , vide D'Herbelot , Gibbon , Oriental Collections , etc. Dewilde . — “ The history of the loves of Dewilde and Chizer , the son of the Emperor Alla , is ...
... look from his balcony , the procession moved slowly on. with Khosrou and with Ferhad , vide D'Herbelot , Gibbon , Oriental Collections , etc. Dewilde . — “ The history of the loves of Dewilde and Chizer , the son of the Emperor Alla , is ...
Side 23
Thomas Moore. look from his balcony , the procession moved slowly on the road to Lahore . Seldom had the eastern world seen a cavalcade so superb . From the gardens in the suburbs to the imperial palace , it was one unbroken line of ...
Thomas Moore. look from his balcony , the procession moved slowly on the road to Lahore . Seldom had the eastern world seen a cavalcade so superb . From the gardens in the suburbs to the imperial palace , it was one unbroken line of ...
Side 40
... 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 well . Too happy days ! when , if he ...
... 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 well . Too happy days ! when , if he ...
Side 41
... look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace , Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice th ' aërial sweetness it had brought ! Yet now he comes ...
... look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace , Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice th ' aërial sweetness it had brought ! Yet now he comes ...
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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