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Side 109
But this is sweeter - - - oh ! believe me , yes I would not change this sad , but dear
caress , This death within thy arms I would not give For the most smiling life the
happiest live ! All , that stood dark and drear before the eye Of my stray ' d soul ...
But this is sweeter - - - oh ! believe me , yes I would not change this sad , but dear
caress , This death within thy arms I would not give For the most smiling life the
happiest live ! All , that stood dark and drear before the eye Of my stray ' d soul ...
Side 121
Downward the Peri turns her gaze , And , through the war - field ' s bloody haze ,
Beholds a youthful warrior stand , Alone , beside his native river , The red blade
broken in his hand , And the last arrow in his quiver . “ Live , ” said the Conqueror
...
Downward the Peri turns her gaze , And , through the war - field ' s bloody haze ,
Beholds a youthful warrior stand , Alone , beside his native river , The red blade
broken in his hand , And the last arrow in his quiver . “ Live , ” said the Conqueror
...
Side 307
The other is a species of sea - gipsies or itinerant fishermen , who live in small
covered boats , and enjoy a perpetual summer on the Eastern Ocean , shifting to
leeward from island to island , with the variations of the monsoon . In some of
their ...
The other is a species of sea - gipsies or itinerant fishermen , who live in small
covered boats , and enjoy a perpetual summer on the Eastern Ocean , shifting to
leeward from island to island , with the variations of the monsoon . In some of
their ...
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ancient angel appearance arms beautiful beneath bird bliss blood blue bowers breath bright brow called charm dark dead dear death deep delightful dread dream earth eyes fair fall fear feel fire flame flowers gardens give glory gold golden half hand hath head heard heart Heaven holy hope hour Indian King Lake Lalla Rookh land leaves light lips live look lost maid morn mountain never night Note o'er once pass Peri Persian poet pure rest rich rise rocks roses round seen shining side sigh slave sleep smile soul sound spirit star stood story sweet sword tears thee thou thought throne tree turn Twas Valley veil voice wandering warm wave wild wind wings young youth