Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1891 - 290 sider |
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Side 33
... angel , sent to free This fetter'd world from every bond and stain , And bring its primal glories back again ! Low as young Azim knelt , that motley crowd Of all earth's nations sunk the knee and bow'd , With shouts of ' Alla ...
... angel , sent to free This fetter'd world from every bond and stain , And bring its primal glories back again ! Low as young Azim knelt , that motley crowd Of all earth's nations sunk the knee and bow'd , With shouts of ' Alla ...
Side 35
... angel brow Shall cast the Veil that hides its splendours now , And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , Bask in the glories of this countenance ! For thee , young warrior , welcome ! - thou hast yet Some tasks to learn ...
... angel brow Shall cast the Veil that hides its splendours now , And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , Bask in the glories of this countenance ! For thee , young warrior , welcome ! - thou hast yet Some tasks to learn ...
Side 42
... angels , just before their fall ; Now shadow'd with the shames of earth By glimpses of the heaven her heart had lost ; In every glance there broke , without control , The flashes of a bright but troubled soul , Where sensibility still ...
... angels , just before their fall ; Now shadow'd with the shames of earth By glimpses of the heaven her heart had lost ; In every glance there broke , without control , The flashes of a bright but troubled soul , Where sensibility still ...
Side 49
... angels , if that smile of thine Bless'd not my banner , ' t were but half divine . But why so mournful , child ? those eyes , that shone All life last night — what ! —is their glory gone ? Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made ...
... angels , if that smile of thine Bless'd not my banner , ' t were but half divine . But why so mournful , child ? those eyes , that shone All life last night — what ! —is their glory gone ? Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made ...
Side 62
... impious King Whom Death's dark angel , with his lightning torch , Struck down and blasted even in Pleasure's porch , Than the pure dwelling of a Prophet sent , Arm'd with Heaven's sword , for man's enfranchise- ment , 62 LALLA ROOKH .
... impious King Whom Death's dark angel , with his lightning torch , Struck down and blasted even in Pleasure's porch , Than the pure dwelling of a Prophet sent , Arm'd with Heaven's sword , for man's enfranchise- ment , 62 LALLA ROOKH .
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Acbar angel Arab Azim beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bride bright brow Bucharia burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'en e'er earth eyes Fadladeen falchion Feramorz Ferdosi fierce fire flame flowers gardens Gazna Genii Ghebers glory gold golden Greek fire Hafed Haram hath heart Heaven holy hour hung hyæna India Iran's Khorassan King Koran la Péri Lake Lalla Rookh light lips live look look'd lover lute maid minaret Mokanna moonlight Moslem mountain naphtha never night Nourmahal o'er 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 sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou thought throne Tibet towers tree turn'd veil voice wandering warm wave wild wings wretch young youth Zelica