WHILE THE PRINCESS SAT LISTENING ANXIOUSLY, WITH FADLADEEN IN ONE OF HIS LOFTIEST MOODS OF CRITICISM BY HER SIDE, THE YOUNG POET, LEANING AGAINST A BRANCH OF THE TREE; THUS CONTINUED HIS STORY.. J.Porter Printer. THE morn has risen clear and calm, For gentle skies and breezes fair! She sung so sweet, The Persian Gulf. Sea, or Persian Gulf." †Islands in the Gulf. with none to listen; "To dive for pearls in the Green Sir William Jones. † Or Selemeh, the genuine name of the headland at the entrance of the Gulf, commonly called Cape Musseldom. "The Indians, when they pass the promontory, throw cocoa-nuts, fruits, or flowers, into the sea, to secure a propitious voyage" Morier. P And hides her from the morning star With dew, whose night-drops would not stain That ever youthful Sultan wore And see-the Sun himself! on wings Where are the days, thou wondrous sphere, When IRAN, like a sun-flower, turn'd In speaking of the climate of Shiraz, Franklin says, "the dew is of such a pure nature, that, if the brightest scimitar should be exposed to it all night, it would not receive the least rust." The place where the Persians were finally defeated by the Arabs, and their ancient monarchy destroyed. |