Lalla RookhH. Altemus Company, 1890 - 273 sider "Lalla Rookh is an Oriental romance by Thomas Moore, published in 1817. The title is taken from the name of the heroine of the frame tale, the daughter of the 17th-century Mughal emperor Aurangzeb. The work consists of four narrative poems with a connecting tale in prose."--Wikipedia |
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50 cents Albert Bigelow Paine ALTEMUS angel Azim beautiful beneath blest bliss blood bowers brave breath bright brow burning Cashmere charm cheek cloth dark dead dear death deep delight dread dream e'en e'er earth Episcopal Academy eyes Fadladeen fairy falchion Feramorz fire flame flowers Gheber gilt top gleam glory gold Hafed Haram hath heart Heaven HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY holy hour hung illus illustrations Iran's Jacob Abbott KING la Péri Lalla Rookh light lips look look'd lost lute maid Mokanna moonlight Moslem never night Nourmahal o'er ooze calf pass'd Peri POEMS poet Princess pure ROBBER KITTEN Rose Terry Cooke round ruin'd seem'd shining shone sigh skies slave sleep smile song soul spirit stood story sweet sword tears thee thine Thomas Bulfinch thou thought throne turn'd twas Veil vellum wandering warrior wave wild wings wretch young youth Zelica
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Side 116 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years — One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Side 231 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Side 66 - twas like a sweet dream To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm Bendemeer...
Side 117 - To the embraces of the Sun, Fleeter than the starry brands Flung at night from angel hands At those dark and daring sprites Who would climb the empyreal heights, Down the blue vault the Peri flies, And, lighted earthward by a glance That just then broke from morning's eyes, Hung hovering o'er our world's expanse. But whither shall the Spirit go To find this gift for Heaven ?
Side 238 - 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 131 - Syria's thousand minarets ! The boy has started from the bed Of flowers where he had laid his head, And down upon the fragrant sod Kneels, with his forehead to the south, Lisping th...
Side 227 - With every thing beauteous that grows in the deep ; Each flower of the rock and each gem of the billow Shall sweeten thy bed and illumine thy sleep. Around thee shall glisten the loveliest amber That ever the sorrowing sea-bird has wept ; With many a shell, in whose hollow-wreath'd chamber, We, Peris of Ocean, by moonlight have slept.
Side 121 - Those virgin lilies, all the night Bathing their beauties in the lake, That they may rise more fresh and bright, When their beloved sun's awake...
Side 186 - How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone ; When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity...
Side 130 - 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.