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... page as Virtue e'er unroll'd Blacken , beneath his touch , into a scroll Of damning sins , seal'd with a burning soul- This is his triumph ; this the joy accurst , That ranks him among demons all but first ! This gives the victim , that ...
... page as Virtue e'er unroll'd Blacken , beneath his touch , into a scroll Of damning sins , seal'd with a burning soul- This is his triumph ; this the joy accurst , That ranks him among demons all but first ! This gives the victim , that ...
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... page sublime His creed of lust , and hate , and crime ! - Ev'n as those bees of TREBIZOND , Which , from the sunniest flowers that glad With their pure smile the gardens round , Draw venom forth that drives men mad ! t Never did fierce ...
... page sublime His creed of lust , and hate , and crime ! - Ev'n as those bees of TREBIZOND , Which , from the sunniest flowers that glad With their pure smile the gardens round , Draw venom forth that drives men mad ! t Never did fierce ...
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... was by no means his proper avocation : " and indeed , " concluded the critic , * V. page 142 . " from his fondness for flowers and for birds , LALLA ROOKH . " 211 FADLADEEN, at the conclusion of this light rhapsody, ...
... was by no means his proper avocation : " and indeed , " concluded the critic , * V. page 142 . " from his fondness for flowers and for birds , LALLA ROOKH . " 211 FADLADEEN, at the conclusion of this light rhapsody, ...
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... it is recorded of LALLA ROOKH , that , to the day of her death , in me . mory of their delightful journey , she never called the King by any other name than FERAMORZ . NOTES . PAGE 7 . THESE particulars of the visit 216 IALLA ROOKH .
... it is recorded of LALLA ROOKH , that , to the day of her death , in me . mory of their delightful journey , she never called the King by any other name than FERAMORZ . NOTES . PAGE 7 . THESE particulars of the visit 216 IALLA ROOKH .
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... PAGE 8 . - Those insignia of the Emperor's favour , & c.- " One mark of honour or knighthood bestowed by the Emperor is the permission to wear a small kettle- drum at the bows of their saddles , which at first was invented for the ...
... PAGE 8 . - Those insignia of the Emperor's favour , & c.- " One mark of honour or knighthood bestowed by the Emperor is the permission to wear a small kettle- drum at the bows of their saddles , which at first was invented for the ...
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Acbar angels Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath breath'd bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Genii Ghebers gleam glory gold golden HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna India Indian IRAN's Khorassan King Koran Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips look look'd lov'd lover lute maid minarets MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL o'er pass'd PERI Persian poet Princess pure round ruin'd Scott Waring seem'd sherbets shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou thought throne Tibet towers tree turn'd Twas veil warm wave wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA
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Страница 90 - 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!
Страница 100 - 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.
Страница 96 - Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all...
Страница 98 - That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself? — No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there...
Страница 96 - No voice, well known through many a day, To speak the last, the parting word, Which, when all other sounds decay, Is still like distant music heard. That tender farewell on the shore Of this rude world, when all is o'er, Which cheers the spirit, ere its bark Puts off into the unknown dark.
Страница 93 - Be this," she cried, as she wing'd her flight, "My welcome gift at the Gates of Light. Though foul are the drops that oft distil On the field of warfare, blood like this, For Liberty shed, so holy is, It would not stain the purest rill, That sparkles among the Bowers of Bliss...
Страница 103 - 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...
Страница 89 - Mid flowers that never shall fade or fall: Though mine are the gardens of earth and sea, And the stars themselves have flowers for me, One blossom of heaven outblooms them all!
Страница 151 - Whose liquid flame is born of them ! When, 'stead of one unchanging breeze, There blow a thousand gentle airs, And each a different perfume bears, As if the loveliest plants and trees Had vassal breezes of their own To watch and wait on them alone, And waft no other breath than theirs : When the blue waters rise and fall, In sleepy sunshine mantling all ; And even that swell the tempest leaves Is like the full and silent heaves Of lovers' hearts when newly blest, Too newly to be quite at rest.
Страница 122 - Playful she turned, that he might see The passing smile her cheek put on ; But when she marked how mournfully His eyes met hers, that smile was gone ; And, bursting into heartfelt tears, 'Yes, yes...