Lalla RookhGall & Inglis, 1859 - 172 páginas |
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... tears , floods of tears , Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued ...
... tears , floods of tears , Long frozen at her heart , but now like rills Let loose in spring - time from the snowy hills , And gushing warm , after a sleep of frost , Through valleys where their flow had long been lost . Sad and subdued ...
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... tears , " And find those tears warm as when last they started , " Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted ! " Oh my own life ! -why should a single day , " A moment , keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
... tears , " And find those tears warm as when last they started , " Those sacred kisses pure as when we parted ! " Oh my own life ! -why should a single day , " A moment , keep me from those arms away ? " While thus he thinks , still ...
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... tear that shows When passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows From the heat of the sky ! By the first love - beat Of the youthful heart , By the bliss to meet And the pain to part ! The blue lotus , which grows in Cashmere and in ...
... tear that shows When passion is nigh , As the rain - drop flows From the heat of the sky ! By the first love - beat Of the youthful heart , By the bliss to meet And the pain to part ! The blue lotus , which grows in Cashmere and in ...
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... tears , to thee at parting given , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heaven ! Think , in her own still bower she waits thee now , With the same glow of heart and bloom of brow , The wife of Potiphar , thus named by the Orientals ...
... tears , to thee at parting given , Pure as they weep , if angels weep , in Heaven ! Think , in her own still bower she waits thee now , With the same glow of heart and bloom of brow , The wife of Potiphar , thus named by the Orientals ...
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... tears upon his cheek . A strange emotion stirs within him , -- more Than mere compassion ever wak'd before ; Unconsciously he opes his arms , while she Springs forward , as with life's last energy , But , swooning in that one convulsive ...
... tears upon his cheek . A strange emotion stirs within him , -- more Than mere compassion ever wak'd before ; Unconsciously he opes his arms , while she Springs forward , as with life's last energy , But , swooning in that one convulsive ...
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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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Página 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!
Página 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.
Página 96 - Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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!
Página 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.
Página 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...