Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLeavitt, 1850 - 275 sider |
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Side 22
... twas a lustre , strange , unreal , wild ; And when she sung to her lute's touching strain , " T was like the notes , half ecstasy , half pain , The bulbul * utters , ere her soul depart , When , vanquish'd by some minstrel's powerful ...
... twas a lustre , strange , unreal , wild ; And when she sung to her lute's touching strain , " T was like the notes , half ecstasy , half pain , The bulbul * utters , ere her soul depart , When , vanquish'd by some minstrel's powerful ...
Side 24
... Twas from a brilliant banquet , where the sound Of poesy and music breath'd around , Together picturing to her mind and ear The glories of that heaven , her destin'd sphere , Where all was pure , where every stain that lay Upon the ...
... Twas from a brilliant banquet , where the sound Of poesy and music breath'd around , Together picturing to her mind and ear The glories of that heaven , her destin'd sphere , Where all was pure , where every stain that lay Upon the ...
Side 33
... twas from her , whom nought could dim Or sink till now , it startled even him . " Ha , my fair Priestess ! ' thus , with ready wile , " thou , whose smile The ' imposter turn'd to grect her " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam " Beyond ...
... twas from her , whom nought could dim Or sink till now , it startled even him . " Ha , my fair Priestess ! ' thus , with ready wile , " thou , whose smile The ' imposter turn'd to grect her " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam " Beyond ...
Side 63
... twas a blessed one ! " There my lov'd lips - they move - that kiss hath run " Like the first shoot of life through every vein , " And now I clasp her , mine , all mine again . ― " Oh the delight now , in this very hour , -- - " When had ...
... twas a blessed one ! " There my lov'd lips - they move - that kiss hath run " Like the first shoot of life through every vein , " And now I clasp her , mine , all mine again . ― " Oh the delight now , in this very hour , -- - " When had ...
Side 64
... twas too much - too dreadful to endure ! Shuddering she broke away from his embrace , And , hiding with both hands her guilty face , Said , in a tone whose anguish would have riven A heart of very marble , " Pure ! -oh Heaven ! " . That ...
... twas too much - too dreadful to endure ! Shuddering she broke away from his embrace , And , hiding with both hands her guilty face , Said , in a tone whose anguish would have riven A heart of very marble , " Pure ! -oh Heaven ! " . That ...
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angel Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bride bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek D'Herbelot dark dead dear death deep Delhi delight dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ FERDOSI FERISHTA fierce fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Ghebers gleam glory gold golden Greek fire HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung Indian IRAN's Khorassan Koran La Péri Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd lov'd lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er once PERI Persian poet Princess pure round Scott WARING 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 tree turn'd Twas veil warm warrior wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster