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Side 128
Sleep , ' said the Peri , as softly she stole The farewell sigh of that vanishing soul ,
As true as e ' er warm ' d a woman ' s breast “ Sleep on , in visions of odor rest , In
balmier airs than ever yet stirr ' d The enchanted pile of that lonely bird , Who ...
Sleep , ' said the Peri , as softly she stole The farewell sigh of that vanishing soul ,
As true as e ' er warm ' d a woman ' s breast “ Sleep on , in visions of odor rest , In
balmier airs than ever yet stirr ' d The enchanted pile of that lonely bird , Who ...
Side 173
In thy soul ' s darkness buried deep , It lies , like some ill - gotten treasure , -
Some idol , without shrine or name , O ' er which its pale - eyed votaries keep
Unholy watch , while others sleep . Seven nights have darken ' d Oman ' s sea ,
Since ...
In thy soul ' s darkness buried deep , It lies , like some ill - gotten treasure , -
Some idol , without shrine or name , O ' er which its pale - eyed votaries keep
Unholy watch , while others sleep . Seven nights have darken ' d Oman ' s sea ,
Since ...
Side 174
And yet thou sleep ' st - up , child , and see . This blessed day for Heaven and me
, A day more rich in Pagan blood Than ever flash ' d o ' er OMAN ' s flood . Before
another dawn shall shine , His head - heart - limbs — will all be mine ; This ...
And yet thou sleep ' st - up , child , and see . This blessed day for Heaven and me
, A day more rich in Pagan blood Than ever flash ' d o ' er OMAN ' s flood . Before
another dawn shall shine , His head - heart - limbs — will all be mine ; This ...
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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