Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceRoutledge, Warne, & Routledge, 1860 - 302 sider |
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Side 19
... fear'd to die ; - Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er hath spoken Since the sad day its master - chord was broken ! Fond maid , the sorrow of her soul was such , Ev'n reason sunk blighted beneath its touch ; And though , ere long ...
... fear'd to die ; - Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er hath spoken Since the sad day its master - chord was broken ! Fond maid , the sorrow of her soul was such , Ev'n reason sunk blighted beneath its touch ; And though , ere long ...
Side 29
... fear or check , Luxuriating in hate , avenge my shame , My deep - felt , long - nurst loathing of man's name ! -- Soon , at the head of myriads , blind and fierce As hooded falcons , through the universe I'll sweep my darkening ...
... fear or check , Luxuriating in hate , avenge my shame , My deep - felt , long - nurst loathing of man's name ! -- Soon , at the head of myriads , blind and fierce As hooded falcons , through the universe I'll sweep my darkening ...
Side 31
... fear than one who dwells Beneath the tropics knows of icicles ! But , in those dismal words that reach'd his ear , lost soul ! " there was a sound so drear , my " O So like that voice , among the sinful dead , In which the legend o'er ...
... fear than one who dwells Beneath the tropics knows of icicles ! But , in those dismal words that reach'd his ear , lost soul ! " there was a sound so drear , my " O So like that voice , among the sinful dead , In which the legend o'er ...
Side 32
... fear , hath thoughts too stern for love , Too ruled by that cold enemy of bliss The world calls virtue - we must conquer Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ; ' tis not for thee To scan the mazes of heaven's mystery . The steel must pass ...
... fear , hath thoughts too stern for love , Too ruled by that cold enemy of bliss The world calls virtue - we must conquer Nay , shrink not , pretty sage ; ' tis not for thee To scan the mazes of heaven's mystery . The steel must pass ...
Side 50
... at length a timid glance she stole At AZIM , the sweet gravity of soul She saw through all his features calm'd her fear , And , like a half - tam'd antelope , more near , Though shrinking still , she came ; -then sat her 50 LALLA ROOKH .
... at length a timid glance she stole At AZIM , the sweet gravity of soul She saw through all his features calm'd her fear , And , like a half - tam'd antelope , more near , Though shrinking still , she came ; -then sat her 50 LALLA ROOKH .
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angel Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath breath'd bright brow Bucharia burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi delightful dread dream e'er earth EDMUND EVANS ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi fire flame flowers gardens Gazna Ghebers glory gold golden HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian Iran's Khorassan King Koran Lahore Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips look look'd lov'd lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er pass'd Peri Persian poet Princess pure round seem'd shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet towers Transoxiania tree turn'd Twas veil Vide warm wave Waved plates wild WILLIAM HARVEY wings wretch young youth ZELICA