Lalla Rookh, with 69 illustr. by J. Tenniel1861 |
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... spirit with which he was met on the other , there has seldom , I think , occurred any transaction in which Trade and Poesy have shone out so advantageously in each other's eyes . The short dis- cussion that then took place , between the ...
... spirit with which he was met on the other , there has seldom , I think , occurred any transaction in which Trade and Poesy have shone out so advantageously in each other's eyes . The short dis- cussion that then took place , between the ...
Side xviii
Thomas Moore. cause of tolerance was again my inspiring theme ; and the spirit that had spoken in the melodies of Ireland soon found itself at home in the East . Having thus laid open the secrets of the workshop to account for the time ...
Thomas Moore. cause of tolerance was again my inspiring theme ; and the spirit that had spoken in the melodies of Ireland soon found itself at home in the East . Having thus laid open the secrets of the workshop to account for the time ...
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... spirit of martyrs in every thing relating to such momentous matters as jewels and embroidery . For the purpose of relieving the pauses of recitation by music , the young Cashmerian held in his hand a kitar ; - such as , in old times ...
... spirit of martyrs in every thing relating to such momentous matters as jewels and embroidery . For the purpose of relieving the pauses of recitation by music , the young Cashmerian held in his hand a kitar ; - such as , in old times ...
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... spirits and less practis'd swords , — Is come to join , all bravery and belief , The creed and standard of the ... spirit rise Kindling within him ? who , with heart and eyes , Could walk where Liberty had been , nor see The VEILED ...
... spirits and less practis'd swords , — Is come to join , all bravery and belief , The creed and standard of the ... spirit rise Kindling within him ? who , with heart and eyes , Could walk where Liberty had been , nor see The VEILED ...
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... spirit had been there ? Not he , that youthful warrior , -no , too well For his soul's quiet work'd the ' awakening spell ; And now , returning to his own dear land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young ...
... spirit had been there ? Not he , that youthful warrior , -no , too well For his soul's quiet work'd the ' awakening spell ; And now , returning to his own dear land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young ...
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angel Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood blue damsel bowers breath bright brow Bucharia 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 Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Ghebers glory gold golden groves HAFED Haram hath heart Heaven holy hour hung hyæna India IRAN'S Khorassan King Koran La Péri Lahore 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 seem'd sherbets shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile song soul sound sparkling spirit stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet tree turn'd Twas veil warm wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster
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Side 300 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in 'vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Side 63 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Side 147 - Now, upon Syria's land of roses Softly the light of Eve reposes, And, like a glory, the broad sun Hangs over sainted Lebanon ; Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens with eternal sleet, While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet.
Side 64 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, \ ".> An essence that breathes of it many a year...
Side 137 - Oh ! if there be, on this earthly sphere, " A boon, an offering Heaven holds dear, ' 'Tis the last libation Liberty draws " From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her cause...
Side 103 - And they believe him !— oh ! the lover may Distrust that look which steals his soul away ; — The babe may cease to think that it can play With heaven's rainbow ;— alchymists may doubt The shining gold their crucible gives out ; — But Faith, fanatic Faith, once wedded fast To some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last.
Side 218 - Dead-Sea fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ! His country's curse, his children's shame, Outcast of virtue, peace, and fame, May he, at last, with lips of flame On the parch'd desert thirsting die, — While lakes, that shone in mockery nigh...
Side 300 - And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said...
Side 149 - mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink.
Side 153 - thou blessed child ! When, young and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee ; but now — " He hung his head ; each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.