Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceMershon Company, 1859 - 327 sider |
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Side 108
... bear- " I meant not thou shouldst have the pain of this : - Though death , with thee thus tasted , is a bliss Thou wouldst not rob me of , didst thou but know How oft I've pray'd to God I might die so ! But the Fiend's venom was too ...
... bear- " I meant not thou shouldst have the pain of this : - Though death , with thee thus tasted , is a bliss Thou wouldst not rob me of , didst thou but know How oft I've pray'd to God I might die so ! But the Fiend's venom was too ...
Side 127
... bear Healing or death , ' tis sweet to me ! There - drink my tears , while yet they fall- Would that my bosom's blood were balm , And , well thou know'st , I'd shed it all , To give thy brow one minute's calm . Nay , turn not from me ...
... bear Healing or death , ' tis sweet to me ! There - drink my tears , while yet they fall- Would that my bosom's blood were balm , And , well thou know'st , I'd shed it all , To give thy brow one minute's calm . Nay , turn not from me ...
Side 215
... bear , and yet live on , Like things , within the cold rock found Alive , when all's congeal'd around . But there's a blank repose in this , A calm stagnation , that were bliss To the keen , burning , harrowing pain ,. Now felt through ...
... bear , and yet live on , Like things , within the cold rock found Alive , when all's congeal'd around . But there's a blank repose in this , A calm stagnation , that were bliss To the keen , burning , harrowing pain ,. Now felt through ...
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Acbar angel Arab beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi delightful dread dream e'en e'er earth eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi fire flame flowers fount gardens GAZNA Ghebers glory gold golden Greek fire groves HAFED Haram hath heart Heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian IRAN'S Isle Khorassan King Koran la Péri Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd lov'd lover lute maid minaret MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain naphtha never night Note NOURMAHAL o'er pass'd PERI Persian poet Princess pure roses round Scott Waring seem'd shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet tree turn'd twas veil warm wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster