Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceMershon Company, 1859 - 327 sider |
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Side 157
... Thine , thine the victory - thine the sin- If Love hath made one thought his own , That Vengeance claims first - last - alone ! Oh ! had we never , never met , Or could this heart e'en now forget How link'd , how bless'd we might have ...
... Thine , thine the victory - thine the sin- If Love hath made one thought his own , That Vengeance claims first - last - alone ! Oh ! had we never , never met , Or could this heart e'en now forget How link'd , how bless'd we might have ...
Side 191
... Thine ! Think - think what victory to win One radiant soul like his from sin , — One wandering star of virtue back To its own native , heavenward track ! Let him but live , and both are Thine , Together Thine - for , blest or crost ...
... Thine ! Think - think what victory to win One radiant soul like his from sin , — One wandering star of virtue back To its own native , heavenward track ! Let him but live , and both are Thine , Together Thine - for , blest or crost ...
Side 216
... thine , HINDA , thine Fix their last fading life - beams there . T was but a moment - fierce and high The death - pile blaz'd into the sky , And far away , o'er rock and flood , Its 216 Lalla Rookb .
... thine , HINDA , thine Fix their last fading life - beams there . T was but a moment - fierce and high The death - pile blaz'd into the sky , And far away , o'er rock and flood , Its 216 Lalla Rookb .
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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