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Thomas Moore. A Spirit there is , whose fragrant sigh Is burning now through earth and air : Where cheeks are blushing , the Spirit is nigh ; Where lips are meeting , the Spirit is there ! His breath is the soul of flowers like these ...
Thomas Moore. A Spirit there is , whose fragrant sigh Is burning now through earth and air : Where cheeks are blushing , the Spirit is nigh ; Where lips are meeting , the Spirit is there ! His breath is the soul of flowers like these ...
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Thomas Moore. " Poor race of men ! " said the pitying Spirit , " Dearly ye pay for your primal Fall- Some flow'rets ... Spirits weep for man ! Just then beneath some orange trees , Whose fruit and blossoms in the breeze Were wantoning ...
Thomas Moore. " Poor race of men ! " said the pitying Spirit , " Dearly ye pay for your primal Fall- Some flow'rets ... Spirits weep for man ! Just then beneath some orange trees , Whose fruit and blossoms in the breeze Were wantoning ...
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... Spirit of the Winds ; and sometimes similar offerings are made to the spirit whom they term the King of the Sea . In like manner the Biajús The perform their offering to the God of Evil , launching Rotes . 307.
... Spirit of the Winds ; and sometimes similar offerings are made to the spirit whom they term the King of the Sea . In like manner the Biajús The perform their offering to the God of Evil , launching Rotes . 307.
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Acbar angel Arab beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi delightful dread dream e'en e'er earth eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Ghebers glory gold golden Greek fire groves HAFED Haram hath heart Heaven holy hour hung hyæna Indian IRAN's ISFAHAN isle Khorassan King Koran la Péri Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd lov'd lover lute maid minaret MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain naphtha never night Note NOURMAHAL o'er pass'd PERI Persian poet Princess pure roses round Scott Waring seem'd shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet tree turn'd Twas veil warm wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster