Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1891 - 290 sider |
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Side 12
... Of Shiraz wine profanely quaff'd , That , sinking low in reverence then , They never rose till morn again . There are yet two more of these unfinished sketches , one of which extends to a much greater length than 12 LALLA ROOKH .
... Of Shiraz wine profanely quaff'd , That , sinking low in reverence then , They never rose till morn again . There are yet two more of these unfinished sketches , one of which extends to a much greater length than 12 LALLA ROOKH .
Side 30
... morning's beam The milk - white plumage of their helms , they seem Like a chenar - tree grove , when Winter throws O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich moresque - work of ...
... morning's beam The milk - white plumage of their helms , they seem Like a chenar - tree grove , when Winter throws O'er all its tufted heads his feathering snows . Between the porphyry pillars , that uphold The rich moresque - work of ...
Side 37
... morn Bless'd not the waters , as they murmur'd by , With holier scent and lustre , than the sigh And virgin - glance of first affection cast Upon their youth's smooth current , as it pass'd ! But war disturb'd this vision , —— far away ...
... morn Bless'd not the waters , as they murmur'd by , With holier scent and lustre , than the sigh And virgin - glance of first affection cast Upon their youth's smooth current , as it pass'd ! But war disturb'd this vision , —— far away ...
Side 49
... 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 them 4 VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . 49.
... 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 them 4 VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . 49.
Side 50
An Oriental Romance Thomas Moore. Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made them pale , They want rekindling : suns themselves would fail , Did not their comets bring , as I to thee , From light's own fount supplies of brilliancy ...
An Oriental Romance Thomas Moore. Come , come - this morn's fatigue hath made them pale , They want rekindling : suns themselves would fail , Did not their comets bring , as I to thee , From light's own fount supplies of brilliancy ...
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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