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Side 130
Fair gardens , shining streams , with ranks Of golden melons on their banks ,
More golden where the sunlight falls ; Gay lizards , glittering on the walls 186 Of
ruin ' d shrines , busy and bright As they were all alive with light ; And , yet more ...
Fair gardens , shining streams , with ranks Of golden melons on their banks ,
More golden where the sunlight falls ; Gay lizards , glittering on the walls 186 Of
ruin ' d shrines , busy and bright As they were all alive with light ; And , yet more ...
Side 149
... Religion ' s soften ' d glories shine , Like light through summer foliage stealing ,
Shedding a glow of such mild hue , So ... at this hour , Hath risen from her
restless sleep , And sits alone in that high bower , Watching the still and shining
deep .
... Religion ' s soften ' d glories shine , Like light through summer foliage stealing ,
Shedding a glow of such mild hue , So ... at this hour , Hath risen from her
restless sleep , And sits alone in that high bower , Watching the still and shining
deep .
Side 225
When the water - falls gleam , like a quick fall of stars , And the nightingale ' s
hymn from the Isle of Chenars Is broken by laughs and light echoes of feet From
the cool , shining walks where the young . people meet , - Or at morn , when the ...
When the water - falls gleam , like a quick fall of stars , And the nightingale ' s
hymn from the Isle of Chenars Is broken by laughs and light echoes of feet From
the cool , shining walks where the young . people meet , - Or at morn , when the ...
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