Lalla RookhGall & Inglis, 1859 - 172 pages |
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... thou hast yet " Some task to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; - " But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " The Pomp is at an end - the crowds are gone- Each ear and heart ...
... thou hast yet " Some task to learn , some frailties to forget , " Ere the white war - plume o'er thy brow can wave ; - " But , once my own , mine all till in the grave ! " The Pomp is at an end - the crowds are gone- Each ear and heart ...
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... thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace , Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice th ...
... thou didst study him till every tone And gesture and dear look became thy own , - Thy voice like his , the changes of his face In thine reflected with still lovelier grace , Like echo , sending back sweet music , fraught With twice th ...
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... Thou wert too soon the victim , -shining came From Paradise , to people its pure sphere With souls like thine , which he hath ruin'd here ! No - had not reason's light totally set , And left thee dark , thou had'st an amulet In the lov ...
... Thou wert too soon the victim , -shining came From Paradise , to people its pure sphere With souls like thine , which he hath ruin'd here ! No - had not reason's light totally set , And left thee dark , thou had'st an amulet In the lov ...
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... thou , whose smile " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam 66 Beyond th ' Enthusiast's hope or Prophet's dream ; " Light of the Faith ! who twin'st religion's zeal Symes's Ava , vol . ii , p . 376 , " So close with love's men know not which ...
... thou , whose smile " Hath inspiration in its rosy beam 66 Beyond th ' Enthusiast's hope or Prophet's dream ; " Light of the Faith ! who twin'st religion's zeal Symes's Ava , vol . ii , p . 376 , " So close with love's men know not which ...
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... thou preachest or the Heav'n thou art ! " What should I be without thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! " Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Bless'd not my banner , ' twere but half divine ...
... thou preachest or the Heav'n thou art ! " What should I be without thee ? without thee " How dull were power , how joyless victory ! " Though borne by angels , if that smile of thine " Bless'd not my banner , ' twere but half divine ...
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angels arms beautiful beneath bird bliss blood bowers breath bright brow called cast charm dark dead dear death deep dread dream earth ev'n eyes fair fall fear feel fire flame flowers gardens give glory gold golden half hand hath head heard heart heaven holy hope hour hung Indian kind King Lake LALLA land leaves light lips live look lost maid morn mountain never night o'er once PAGE pass Persian Princess pure rest rich rise roses round seen shade shining side sigh slave sleep smile soul sound spirit star stood story supposed sweet sword tears thee thine thing thou thought throne towers tree turn Twas veil voice wandering warm wave wild wind wings young youth
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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...