The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore: Lalla RookhLongman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1841 |
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... warm'd “ With duskier fire and for earth's medium form'd , " That run this course ; - Beings , the most divine , - " Thus deign through dark mortality to shine . " Such was the Essence that in ADAM dwelt , " To which all Heav'n , except ...
... warm'd “ With duskier fire and for earth's medium form'd , " That run this course ; - Beings , the most divine , - " Thus deign through dark mortality to shine . " Such was the Essence that in ADAM dwelt , " To which all Heav'n , except ...
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... Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turn'd astray ; A wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again she smil'd , nay , much and brightly ...
... Warm , lively , soft as in youth's happiest day , The mind was still all there , but turn'd astray ; A wandering bark , upon whose pathway shone All stars of heaven , except the guiding one ! Again she smil'd , nay , much and brightly ...
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... warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued , for the first time her frame Trembled with horror , when the summons came ( A summons proud and rare , which all but VEILED PROPHET ...
... warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued , for the first time her frame Trembled with horror , when the summons came ( A summons proud and rare , which all but VEILED PROPHET ...
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... wit , “ Of skill and charms , most rare and exquisite , " Shall tempt the boy ; - young MIRZALA's blue eyes , " Whose sleepy lid like snow on violets lies ; " AROUYA'S cheeks , warm as a spring - day E 2 VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . 51.
... wit , “ Of skill and charms , most rare and exquisite , " Shall tempt the boy ; - young MIRZALA's blue eyes , " Whose sleepy lid like snow on violets lies ; " AROUYA'S cheeks , warm as a spring - day E 2 VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . 51.
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Thomas Moore. " AROUYA'S cheeks , warm as a spring - day sun , " And lips that , like the seal of SOLOMON , “ Have magic ... warm , as through love's burning glass ; " Whose gentle lips persuade without a word , " Whose words , ev'n when ...
Thomas Moore. " AROUYA'S cheeks , warm as a spring - day sun , " And lips that , like the seal of SOLOMON , “ Have magic ... warm , as through love's burning glass ; " Whose gentle lips persuade without a word , " Whose words , ev'n when ...
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Page 218 - 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.
Page 78 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, , An essence that breathes of it many a year ; Thus bright to my soul, as 'twas then to my eyes, Is that bower on the banks of the calm Bendemeer...
Page 78 - 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.
Page 180 - Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite^ Encounter morning's glorious rays, But hark ! the vesper call to prayer, As slow the orb of daylight sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, From Syria's thousand minarets...
Page 176 - 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 177 - Of ruin'd shrines, busy and bright, As they were all alive with light; — And, yet more splendid, numerous flocks Of pigeons, settling on the rocks, With their rich restless wings, that gleam Variously in the crimson beam Of the warm west — as if inlaid With brilliants from the mine, or made Of tearless rainbows, such as span The unclouded skies of Peristan.
Page 156 - 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 ! " Though sunny the Lake of cool Cashmere, With its plane-tree Isle reflected clear, And sweetly the founts of that Valley fall ; Though bright are the waters of...
Page 169 - Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the serpent is over them all!
Page 179 - 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. Then swift his haggard brow he turn~d To the fair child, who fearless sat, Though never yet hath daybeam burn'd Upon a brow more fierce than that...
Page 180 - Upon a brow more fierce than that, — Sullenly fierce — a 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...