Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1891 - 290 sider |
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Side 35
... thou hast yet Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; But , once mine own , mine all till in the grave ! ' The pomp is at an end -the crowds are gone- Each ear and heart still ...
... thou hast yet Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; But , once mine own , mine all till in the grave ! ' The pomp is at an end -the crowds are gone- Each ear and heart still ...
Side 36
... thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thine own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace : Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice ...
... thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thine own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace : Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice ...
Side 40
... Thou wert too soon the victim , shining came From Paradise , to people its pure sphere With souls like thine , which he hath ruin'd here ! No - had not Reason's light totally set , And left thee dark , thou hadst an amulet In the loved ...
... Thou wert too soon the victim , shining came From Paradise , to people its pure sphere With souls like thine , which he hath ruin'd here ! No - had not Reason's light totally set , And left thee dark , thou hadst an amulet In the loved ...
Side 49
... thou preachest or the heaven thou art ! What should I be without thee ? without thee How dull were power , how joyless victory ! Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine Bless'd not my banner , ' t were but half divine . But why ...
... thou preachest or the heaven thou art ! What should I be without thee ? without thee How dull were power , how joyless victory ! Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine Bless'd not my banner , ' t were but half divine . But why ...
Side 50
... Thou seest this cup - no juice of earth is here , But the pure waters of that upper sphere Whose rills o'er ruby ... thou saw'st him then ; Look'd he not nobly ? such the godlike men Thou ' lt have to woo thee in the bowers above ...
... Thou seest this cup - no juice of earth is here , But the pure waters of that upper sphere Whose rills o'er ruby ... thou saw'st him then ; Look'd he not nobly ? such the godlike men Thou ' lt have to woo thee in the bowers above ...
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