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... bowers Their bridal place — the charnel vault was ours ! Instead of scents and balms , for thee and me Rose the rich steams of sweet mortality ;Gay , Pickering death - lights shone while we were wed , And , for our guests , a row of ...
... bowers Their bridal place — the charnel vault was ours ! Instead of scents and balms , for thee and me Rose the rich steams of sweet mortality ;Gay , Pickering death - lights shone while we were wed , And , for our guests , a row of ...
Side 68
... bowers of Tibet , 2 send forth odorous light , Like Peris ' wands , when pointing out the road For some pure spirit to its blest abode ! - And here , at once , the glittering saloon Bursts on his sight , boundless and bright as noon ...
... bowers of Tibet , 2 send forth odorous light , Like Peris ' wands , when pointing out the road For some pure spirit to its blest abode ! - And here , at once , the glittering saloon Bursts on his sight , boundless and bright as noon ...
Side 71
... bowers of wanton ease , Thy Freedom nursed her sacred energies ; Oh ! not beneath th ' enfeebling , withering glow Of such dull luxury did those myrtles grow With which she wreathed her sword , when she would dare Immortal deeds ; but ...
... bowers of wanton ease , Thy Freedom nursed her sacred energies ; Oh ! not beneath th ' enfeebling , withering glow Of such dull luxury did those myrtles grow With which she wreathed her sword , when she would dare Immortal deeds ; but ...
Side 74
... bowers , As they were captives to the King of Flowers ; And some disporting round , unlink'd and free , Who seem'd to mock their sisters ' slavery , And round and round them still , in wheeling flight , Went , like gay moths about a ...
... bowers , As they were captives to the King of Flowers ; And some disporting round , unlink'd and free , Who seem'd to mock their sisters ' slavery , And round and round them still , in wheeling flight , Went , like gay moths about a ...
Side 76
... bower of roses by Bendemeer's 3 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 . That bower and its music I never ...
... bower of roses by Bendemeer's 3 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 . That bower and its music I never ...
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angel appeared arms beautiful beneath bird bliss blood bowers breath bright brow called charm dark dead dear death deep delight dread dream e'en earth eyes fair fall fear feel fire flame flowers gardens give glory gold golden half hand hath head heard heart heaven holy hope hour India King lake Lalla Rookh land leaves light lips live look lost maid morn mountain never night o'er once pass Peri Persian poet Princess pure rest rich rose round seen shade shining side sigh slave sleep smile soul sound spirit star stood story sweet sword tears thee thine thou thought thousand throne tree turn twas veil voice wandering warm wave wild wind wings young youth