Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceD. Estes, 1899 - 297 sider |
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Side 13
... hearts and hands , His chosen guard of bold believers stands , Young fire - eyed disputants , who deem their swords ... heart its sheath , And bless the lips that doom'd so dear a death ! In hatred to the caliph's hue of night , Their 13.
... hearts and hands , His chosen guard of bold believers stands , Young fire - eyed disputants , who deem their swords ... heart its sheath , And bless the lips that doom'd so dear a death ! In hatred to the caliph's hue of night , Their 13.
Side 18
... heart and eyes , Could walk where Liberty had been , nor see The shining footprints of her Deity , — Nor feel those god - like breathings in the air , Which mutely told her spirit had been there ? Not he , that youthful warrior , no ...
... heart and eyes , Could walk where Liberty had been , nor see The shining footprints of her Deity , — Nor feel those god - like breathings in the air , Which mutely told her spirit had been there ? Not he , that youthful warrior , no ...
Side 22
... heart still haunted by the tone Of that deep voice , which thrill'd like Alla's own ! The young all dazzled by the plumes and lances , The glittering throne , and haram's half - caught glances : The old deep pondering on the promised ...
... heart still haunted by the tone Of that deep voice , which thrill'd like Alla's own ! The young all dazzled by the plumes and lances , The glittering throne , and haram's half - caught glances : The old deep pondering on the promised ...
Side 23
... heart from every look of his ; When but to see him , hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ! When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so well . Too happy days ...
... heart from every look of his ; When but to see him , hear him , breathe the air In which he dwelt , was thy soul's fondest prayer ! When round him hung such a perpetual spell , Whate'er he did , none ever did so well . Too happy days ...
Side 27
... heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it loved to live or fear'd to die , Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er hath spoken Since the sad day its master - chord was broken ! Fond maid , the sorrow ...
... heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it loved to live or fear'd to die , Lorn as the hung - up lute , that ne'er hath spoken Since the sad day its master - chord was broken ! Fond maid , the sorrow ...
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angel Arab Azim beautiful beneath blest bliss blood bowers brave breath bride bright brow burning Caliph Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'en e'er earth eyes Fadladeen falchion Feramorz fierce fire flame flowers Gheber glance gleam glory Hafed haram hath heart heaven holy Holy Valley hour hung Iran Iran's Kenyon Cox KHORASSAN Lahore Lalla Rookh light lips look look'd lover lute maid minarets Mokanna moonlight Moslem mountain never night Nourmahal nymph o'er once pale pass'd Peri Persian Princess pure round ruin'd satrap seem'd sherbets shining shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword tears thee thine thou thought throne towers turn'd twas Veil W. H. Low W. L. Taylor Walter Satterlee wandering warm warriors wave weep wild wings wretch young youth Zelica