Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1891 - 290 sider |
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Side 12
... once , by luckless chance , he knew She look'd and smiled as others do ? Her hands were join'd , and from each wrist By threads of pearl and golden twist Hung relics of the saints of yore , And scraps of talismanic lore , - Charms for ...
... once , by luckless chance , he knew She look'd and smiled as others do ? Her hands were join'd , and from each wrist By threads of pearl and golden twist Hung relics of the saints of yore , And scraps of talismanic lore , - Charms for ...
Side 14
... once asked by Colonel W- -s , the historian of British India , " whether it was true that Moore had never been in the East ? " Never , " answered Mackintosh . Well , that shows me , ” replied Colonel W. -s , " that reading over D ...
... once asked by Colonel W- -s , the historian of British India , " whether it was true that Moore had never been in the East ? " Never , " answered Mackintosh . Well , that shows me , ” replied Colonel W. -s , " that reading over D ...
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... once in her life seen a poet from behind the screens of gauze in her Father's hall , and had conceived from that speci- men no very favourable ideas of the Caste , expected but little in this new exhibition to interest her ; she felt ...
... once in her life seen a poet from behind the screens of gauze in her Father's hall , and had conceived from that speci- men no very favourable ideas of the Caste , expected but little in this new exhibition to interest her ; she felt ...
Side 32
... the World , ' At once his faith , his sword , his soul obey'd The inspiring summons ; every chosen blade That fought beneath that banner's sacred text Seem'd doubly edged , for this world and the next 32 LALLA ROOKH .
... the World , ' At once his faith , his sword , his soul obey'd The inspiring summons ; every chosen blade That fought beneath that banner's sacred text Seem'd doubly edged , for this world and the next 32 LALLA ROOKH .
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... once mine 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 all dazzled by the plumes and lances ...
... once mine 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 all dazzled by the plumes and lances ...
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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