Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 - 405 стор. The daughter of the Mughal emperor is engaged to the young king of Bactria. She goes to meet him, but falls in love with a poet she meets on the way. As Lalla Rookh enters the palace of her bridegroom she is delighted to find that the poet of her affection was none other than the prince to whom she was engaged. |
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... Land its flower hath given , To form that fair young Nursery for Heaven ! But why this pageant now ? this arm'd array ? What triumph crowds the rich Divan to - day 6 The burning fountains of Brahma near Chittogong , esteemed as holy ...
... Land its flower hath given , To form that fair young Nursery for Heaven ! But why this pageant now ? this arm'd array ? What triumph crowds the rich Divan to - day 6 The burning fountains of Brahma near Chittogong , esteemed as holy ...
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... land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young heart ; — proud views of human - kind , Of men to Gods exalted and refin'd ; - - False views , like that horizon's fair deceit , Where earth and heav'n but seem ...
... land , Full of those dreams of good that , vainly grand , Haunt the young heart ; — proud views of human - kind , Of men to Gods exalted and refin'd ; - - False views , like that horizon's fair deceit , Where earth and heav'n but seem ...
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... land I'll fly , " Where sunbeam ne'er shall enter till I die ; " Where none will ask the lost one whence she came , " But I may fade and fall without a name ! " And thou - curst man or fiend , whate'er thou art , " Who found'st this ...
... land I'll fly , " Where sunbeam ne'er shall enter till I die ; " Where none will ask the lost one whence she came , " But I may fade and fall without a name ! " And thou - curst man or fiend , whate'er thou art , " Who found'st this ...
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... land where woman smiles or sighs ; Of every hue , as Love may chance to raise His black or azure banner in their blaze ; And each sweet mode of warfare , from the flash That lightens boldly through the shadowy lash , To the sly ...
... land where woman smiles or sighs ; Of every hue , as Love may chance to raise His black or azure banner in their blaze ; And each sweet mode of warfare , from the flash That lightens boldly through the shadowy lash , To the sly ...
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... land and wave , whose fate , in bondage thrown ---- For their weak loveliness is like her own ! On one side gleaming with a sudden grace Through water , brilliant as the crystal vase In which it undulates , small fishes shine , Like ...
... land and wave , whose fate , in bondage thrown ---- For their weak loveliness is like her own ! On one side gleaming with a sudden grace Through water , brilliant as the crystal vase In which it undulates , small fishes shine , Like ...
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angels Arab AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath breath'd bright brow burning Caliph called Cashmere charm cheek D'Herbelot dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi Ferishta fire flame flowers gardens GAZNA Ghebers gleam glory gold golden Greek fire HAFED Haram hath heart heaven holy hour hung hyæna India IRAN's Khorassan King Koran Lake LALLA ROOKH light lips look look'd lov'd lover lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naptha never night NOURMAHAL o'er PERI Persian Princess pure round Scott Waring seem'd shade sherbets shining SHIRAZ shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword tears thee thine thou throne Tibet Transoxiania tree turn'd twas veil warm wave Waved plates wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA
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Сторінка 295 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Сторінка 63 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S§ 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.
Сторінка 154 - Cheer'd by this hope she bends her thither ; — Still laughs the radiant eye of Heaven, Nor have the golden bowers of Even In the rich West begun to wither ; — When, o'er the vale of BALBEC winging Slowly, she sees a child at play, Among the rosy wild flowers singing, As rosy and as wild as they ; Chasing...
Сторінка 159 - While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven The triumph of a Soul Forgiven...
Сторінка 157 - thou blessed child ! When young, and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee — but now — " He hung his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. "There's a drop...
Сторінка 155 - 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.
Сторінка 188 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Сторінка 304 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Сторінка 135 - Nymph of a fair but erring line ! " Gently he said — " one hope is thine. "Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this eternal gate The gift that is most dear to heaven ! Go seek it, and redeem thy sin, — 'Tis sweet to let the pardoned in.
Сторінка 142 - Those virgin lilies all the night Bathing their beauties in the lake, That they may rise more fresh and bright, When their beloved sun's awake...