Lalla RookhGall & Inglis, 1859 - 172 pages |
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... dread , unlook'd for , like a visitant From th ' other world , he comes as if to haunt Thy guilty soul with dreams of lost delight , Long lost to all but memory's aching sight : - Sad dreams ! as when the Spirit of our Youth Returns in ...
... dread , unlook'd for , like a visitant From th ' other world , he comes as if to haunt Thy guilty soul with dreams of lost delight , Long lost to all but memory's aching sight : - Sad dreams ! as when the Spirit of our Youth Returns in ...
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... dread Fell withering on her soul , " AZIM is dead ! " Oh grief , beyond all other griefs , when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it lov'd to live or fear'd to die ...
... dread Fell withering on her soul , " AZIM is dead ! " Oh grief , beyond all other griefs , when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world , without that only tie For which it lov'd to live or fear'd to die ...
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... dread , Seem'd , through the bluish death - light round them cast , To move their lips in mutterings as she pass'd- There , in that awful place , when each had quaff'd And pledg'd in silence such a fearful draught , Such - oh ! the look ...
... dread , Seem'd , through the bluish death - light round them cast , To move their lips in mutterings as she pass'd- There , in that awful place , when each had quaff'd And pledg'd in silence such a fearful draught , Such - oh ! the look ...
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... commonly said in Persia , that if a man breathe in the hot south wind , which in Jnne or July passes over that flower ( the Kerzereb ) , it will kill him . " - Thevenot . So boldly utter'd too ! as if all dread Of 30 LALLA ROOKH .
... commonly said in Persia , that if a man breathe in the hot south wind , which in Jnne or July passes over that flower ( the Kerzereb ) , it will kill him . " - Thevenot . So boldly utter'd too ! as if all dread Of 30 LALLA ROOKH .
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Thomas Moore. So boldly utter'd too ! as if all dread Of frowns from her , of virtuous frowns , were fled , And the wretch felt assur'd , that once plung'd in , Her woman's soul would know no pause in sin ! At first , tho ' mute she ...
Thomas Moore. So boldly utter'd too ! as if all dread Of frowns from her , of virtuous frowns , were fled , And the wretch felt assur'd , that once plung'd in , Her woman's soul would know no pause in sin ! At first , tho ' mute she ...
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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
Popular passages
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 96 - Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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...