Lalla Rookh: An Oriental RomanceLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 - 405 páginas 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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... brows , and , having refreshed his facul- ties with a dose of that delicious opium , which is distilled from the black poppy of the Thebais , gave orders for the minstrel to be forthwith introduced into the presence . MORZ . ― The ...
... brows , and , having refreshed his facul- ties with a dose of that delicious opium , which is distilled from the black poppy of the Thebais , gave orders for the minstrel to be forthwith introduced into the presence . MORZ . ― The ...
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... brow , till man could bear its light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were ev'n the gleams , miraculously shed O'er MOUSSA's3 cheek , when down the Mount he trod , All glowing from the presence of his God ! On either side ...
... brow , till man could bear its light . For , far less luminous , his votaries said , Were ev'n the gleams , miraculously shed O'er MOUSSA's3 cheek , when down the Mount he trod , All glowing from the presence of his God ! On either side ...
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... brow " Shall cast the Veil , that hides its splendours now , " And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , " Bask in the glories of this countenance ! " For thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet " Some tasks to ...
... brow " Shall cast the Veil , that hides its splendours now , " And gladden'd Earth shall , through her wide expanse , " Bask in the glories of this countenance ! " For thee , young warrior , welcome ! -thou hast yet " Some tasks to ...
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... brow's miraculous blaze ! But there was one , among the chosen maids Who blush'd behind the gallery's silken shades , One , to whose soul the pageant of to - day Has been like death ; - you saw her pale dismay , Ye wondering sisterhood ...
... brow's miraculous blaze ! But there was one , among the chosen maids Who blush'd behind the gallery's silken shades , One , to whose soul the pageant of to - day Has been like death ; - you saw her pale dismay , Ye wondering sisterhood ...
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... brow Whose blaze , as yet from mortal eye conceal'd , Would soon , proud triumph ! be to her reveal'd , To her alone ; and then the hope , most dear , -- Most wild of all , that her transgression here Was but a passage through earth's ...
... brow Whose blaze , as yet from mortal eye conceal'd , Would soon , proud triumph ! be to her reveal'd , To her alone ; and then the hope , most dear , -- Most wild of all , that her transgression here Was but a passage through earth's ...
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angels Arab 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 delightful 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 seem'd shade shining SHIRAZ shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sound sparkling spirit star stood sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet Transoxiania tree turn'd twas veil voice warm wave Waved plates wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA
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Página 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...
Página 157 - There was a time," he said in mild, Heart-humbled tones — " thou blessed child! " When young and haply pure as thou,
Página 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.
Página 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, with eager hands and eyes, The beautiful blue damsel-flies...
Página 63 - 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...
Página 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...
Página 151 - 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 333 - When first on me they breathed and shone ; New, as if brought from other spheres, Yet welcome as if loved for years ! Then fly with me, — if thou hast known No other flame, nor falsely thrown A gem away, that thou hadst sworn Should ever in thy heart be worn. Come, if the love thou hast for me Is pure and fresh as mine for thee, — Fresh as the fountain under ground. When first 'tis by the lapwing...