mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Lalla Rookh - Страница 155написао/ла Thomas Moore - 1817 - 184 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
| Thomas Moore - 1853 - 790 страница
...and on tho brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount1 Impatient fling him down to drink. Thru swift hie haggard brow he turn'd To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam bura'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds,... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1854 - 316 страница
...elegance of whose appearance and their attire procured for them the name of Damsels." — SONNINI. K She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day -beam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds,... | |
| George Croly - 1854 - 426 страница
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tired with play, Now nestling mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount, From his hot steed,...him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he turned 27* To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam burned Upon a brow more... | |
| 1855 - 902 страница
...winged flowers or flying gems : And, near the boy, who tir'd with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...him down to drink. Then swift his haggard brow he tnrn'd To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam burn'd Upon a brow more... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1856 - 830 страница
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tir'd with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...Though never yet hath day-beam burn'd Upon a brow jnore fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire... | |
| John Hanbury Dwyer - 1856 - 312 страница
...roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small Minaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink. Then...child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath day-beam bum'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds,... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1857 - 434 страница
...rtow'rs or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who tired with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never vet hath day-beam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire,... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 страница
...procured for them the name of Damsel*,"— SONM.II. 837.] MOORE. 569 Then swift his haggard brow lie turn'd To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though...mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire ! In which the Peri'a eye could read Dark tales of many a ruthless deed ; The ruin'd maid — the shrine... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1866 - 580 страница
...flowers or flying gems : — And, near the boy, who, tir'd with play, Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...mixture dire, Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire ! In which the Peri's eye could read Dark tales of many a ruthless deed ; The ruin'd maid — the shrine... | |
| Francis Fulford - 1859 - 126 страница
...flowers or flying gems :— And, near the boy, who tir'd with play Now nestling 'mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed,...the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet had day-beam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a mixture dire, Like... | |
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