Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLeavitt, 1850 - 275 sider |
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Side viii
... o'er , that all might see , The rubies of her rosary . But none might see the worldly smile That lurk'd beneath her veil , the while . - Alla forbid for , who would wait Her blessing at the temple's gate , - What holy man would ever run ...
... o'er , that all might see , The rubies of her rosary . But none might see the worldly smile That lurk'd beneath her veil , the while . - Alla forbid for , who would wait Her blessing at the temple's gate , - What holy man would ever run ...
Side 11
... O'er his features hung The Veil , the Silver Veil , which he had flung In mercy there , to hide from mortal sight His dazzling brow , till man could bear its light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were ev'n the gleams ...
... O'er his features hung The Veil , the Silver Veil , which he had flung In mercy there , to hide from mortal sight His dazzling brow , till man could bear its light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were ev'n the gleams ...
Side 13
... O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich moresque - work of the roof of gold , Aloft the Haram's curtain'd galleries rise , Where through the silken net - work , glancing eyes ...
... O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich moresque - work of the roof of gold , Aloft the Haram's curtain'd galleries rise , Where through the silken net - work , glancing eyes ...
Side 15
... o'er his downy cheek , O'erwhelm'd in fight and captive to the Greek , * He linger'd there , till peace dissolved his chains ; Oh , who could , ev'n in bondage , tread the plains Of glorious GREECE , nor feel his spirit rise Kindling ...
... o'er his downy cheek , O'erwhelm'd in fight and captive to the Greek , * He linger'd there , till peace dissolved his chains ; Oh , who could , ev'n in bondage , tread the plains Of glorious GREECE , nor feel his spirit rise Kindling ...
Side 19
... 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 thrill'd like ALLA's own ! The Young ...
... 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 thrill'd like ALLA's own ! The Young ...
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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