Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1890 - 379 страница |
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... tears , floods of tears , Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued ...
... tears , floods of tears , Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued ...
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... tears , " And find those tears warm as when last they started , “ Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted ! “ ( ) my own life ! —why should a single day , 46 A moment keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
... tears , " And find those tears warm as when last they started , “ Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted ! “ ( ) my own life ! —why should a single day , 46 A moment keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
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... ter - lilies , agitated by the breeze . " - Jayadeva . + The blue lotos , which grows in Cashmere and in Persia . 32 By the tear that shows When passion is nigh ,. " BLUE WATER - LILIES . " " AGAINST A PILLAR NEAR . ' " O ! 100 Lalla Rookh ...
... ter - lilies , agitated by the breeze . " - Jayadeva . + The blue lotos , which grows in Cashmere and in Persia . 32 By the tear that shows When passion is nigh ,. " BLUE WATER - LILIES . " " AGAINST A PILLAR NEAR . ' " O ! 100 Lalla Rookh ...
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An Oriental Romance Thomas Moore. By the tear that shows When passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows - From the heat of the sky ; - By the first love - beat Of the youthful heart , By the bliss to meet , And the pain to part ; — By ...
An Oriental Romance Thomas Moore. By the tear that shows When passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows - From the heat of the sky ; - By the first love - beat Of the youthful heart , By the bliss to meet , And the pain to part ; — By ...
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... tears , to thee at parting given , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heaven . Think , in her own still bower she waits thee now , With the same glow of heart and bloom of brow , Yet shrined in solitude --- thine all , thine only ...
... tears , to thee at parting given , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heaven . Think , in her own still bower she waits thee now , With the same glow of heart and bloom of brow , Yet shrined in solitude --- thine all , thine only ...
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angel Arab AZIM bark beautiful beneath bird blessed bliss blood bowers breath bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi fire flame Genii Ghebers glittering glory gold golden HAFED Haram hath heart Heaven holy hour hyæna Indian IRAN'S Khorassan King Koran la Péri Lake LALLA ROOKH Libanus light lips live look lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night NOURMAHAL nymph o'er once Paradise PERI Persian poet Princess pure round shade sherbets shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet To-morrow the dreams towers tree Twas twine our braid veil wandering warm wave wild Wild warriors William Ouseley wind wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster
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