Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceD. Estes, 1899 - 297 sider |
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... wretch look'd on , and from his wound Plucking the fiery dart by which he bled , In ghastly transport waved it o'er his head ! ' Twas more than midnight now , a fearful pause Had follow'd the long shout , the wild applause , That lately ...
... wretch look'd on , and from his wound Plucking the fiery dart by which he bled , In ghastly transport waved it o'er his head ! ' Twas more than midnight now , a fearful pause Had follow'd the long shout , the wild applause , That lately ...
Side 113
... wretch like me , In one bold plunge , commences Deity ! " He sprung and sunk , as the last words were said : Quick closed the burning waters o'er his head , And Zelica was left- within the ring Of those wide walls the only living thing ...
... wretch like me , In one bold plunge , commences Deity ! " He sprung and sunk , as the last words were said : Quick closed the burning waters o'er his head , And Zelica was left- within the ring Of those wide walls the only living thing ...
Side 115
... wretch , ' tis all I ask . " Eager he darts to meet the demon foe , Who , still across wide heaps of ruin , slow And falteringly comes , till they are near ; Then , with a bound , rushes on Azim's spear LALLA ROOKH . 115.
... wretch , ' tis all I ask . " Eager he darts to meet the demon foe , Who , still across wide heaps of ruin , slow And falteringly comes , till they are near ; Then , with a bound , rushes on Azim's spear LALLA ROOKH . 115.
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... wretch , who meets The glaring of those large blue eyes Amid the darkness of the streets ! " Poor race of Men ! " said the pitying Spirit , " Dearly ye pay for your primal fall , — Some flowerets of Eden ye still inherit , But the trail ...
... wretch , who meets The glaring of those large blue eyes Amid the darkness of the streets ! " Poor race of Men ! " said the pitying Spirit , " Dearly ye pay for your primal fall , — Some flowerets of Eden ye still inherit , But the trail ...
Side 158
... wretch before Thee stands Unblushing , with thy Sacred Book , Turning the leaves with blood - stain'd hands , And wresting from its page sublime His creed of lust and hate and crime ? Even as those bees of Trebizond , Which from the ...
... wretch before Thee stands Unblushing , with thy Sacred Book , Turning the leaves with blood - stain'd hands , And wresting from its page sublime His creed of lust and hate and crime ? Even as those bees of Trebizond , Which from the ...
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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