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Side 33
... wave aloft in morning's beam The milk - white plumage of their helms , they seem Like a chenar - tree grovel when winter throws O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich ...
... wave aloft in morning's beam The milk - white plumage of their helms , they seem Like a chenar - tree grovel when winter throws O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich ...
Side 38
... Metempsychose ; et qu'après la mort de ce Prince , la Divinité étoit passée , et descendue en sa personne . ” 2 Jesus . A perfume forth ; — like those the Houris wave 38 LALLA ROOKH . Such the refined intelligence that glowed ...
... Metempsychose ; et qu'après la mort de ce Prince , la Divinité étoit passée , et descendue en sa personne . ” 2 Jesus . A perfume forth ; — like those the Houris wave 38 LALLA ROOKH . Such the refined intelligence that glowed ...
Side 39
Thomas Moore. A perfume forth ; — like those the Houris wave , When beckoning to their bowers th ' Immortal Brave . “ But these , ” pursued the Chief , “ are truths sublime , That claim a holier mood and calmer time Than earth ... wave...
Thomas Moore. A perfume forth ; — like those the Houris wave , When beckoning to their bowers th ' Immortal Brave . “ But these , ” pursued the Chief , “ are truths sublime , That claim a holier mood and calmer time Than earth ... wave...
Side 40
Thomas Moore. 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 crowds are gone Each ear and heart still haunted by the tone Of that deep voice , which ...
Thomas Moore. 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 crowds are gone Each ear and heart still haunted by the tone Of that deep voice , which ...
Side 42
... wave at morn , Bless'd not the waters , as they murmur'd by , With holier scent and lustre , than the sigh And virgin glance of first affection cast Upon their youth's smooth current , as it pass'd ! But war disturb'd this vision — far ...
... wave at morn , Bless'd not the waters , as they murmur'd by , With holier scent and lustre , than the sigh And virgin glance of first affection cast Upon their youth's smooth current , as it pass'd ! But war disturb'd this vision — far ...
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