Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLongman, Rees, Orme, Browne, Green, & Longmans, 1832 - 395 sider |
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Side 17
... thou hast yet " Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; - 66 But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " The pomp is at an end - the crowds are gone- Each ear and ...
... thou hast yet " Some tasks to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; - 66 But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " The pomp is at an end - the crowds are gone- Each ear and ...
Side 18
... if he touch'd a flower Or gem of thine , ' twas sacred from that hour ; When thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face 18 LALLA ROOKH .
... if he touch'd a flower Or gem of thine , ' twas sacred from that hour ; When thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face 18 LALLA ROOKH .
Side 23
... 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 lov ...
... 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 lov ...
Side 34
... Or sink till now , it startled even him . " Ha , my fair Priestess ! " — thus , with ready wile , The ' impostor turn'd to greet her " thou , whose smile " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam 66 Beyond the 34 LALLA ROOKH .
... Or sink till now , it startled even him . " Ha , my fair Priestess ! " — thus , with ready wile , The ' impostor turn'd to greet her " thou , whose smile " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam 66 Beyond the 34 LALLA ROOKH .
Side 35
... thou preachest or the heav'n thou art ! " What should I be without thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! CC Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Bless'd not my banner , ' twere but half divine ...
... thou preachest or the heav'n thou art ! " What should I be without thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! CC Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Bless'd not my banner , ' twere but half divine ...
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angels Arab beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath breath'd bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek D'Herbelot dark dead Dead-Sea fruits dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens Gazna Ghebers gleam glory gold golden Greek fire HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian IRAN's Khorassan King Koran Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips look look'd lov'd lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er PERI Persian poet Princess pure round Scott Waring seem'd shade sherbets shining SHIRAZ shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet towers tree turn'd twas veil warm wave Waved plates wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA