The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Volumen6Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1841 |
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... D'Herbelot is as good as riding on the back of a camel . " I need hardly subjoin to this lively speech , that although D'Herbelot's valuable work was , of course , one of my manuals , I took the whole range of all such Oriental reading ...
... D'Herbelot is as good as riding on the back of a camel . " I need hardly subjoin to this lively speech , that although D'Herbelot's valuable work was , of course , one of my manuals , I took the whole range of all such Oriental reading ...
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... D'Herbelot , Gibbon , Oriental Collections , & c . $ " The history of the loves of Dewildé and Chizer , the son of the Emperor Alla , is written in an elegant poem , by the noble Chusero . " - Ferishta . Delhi was as splendid as ...
... D'Herbelot , Gibbon , Oriental Collections , & c . $ " The history of the loves of Dewildé and Chizer , the son of the Emperor Alla , is written in an elegant poem , by the noble Chusero . " - Ferishta . Delhi was as splendid as ...
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... D'Herbelot . The Indian Apollo . - " He and the three Rámas are described as youths of perfect beauty ; and the princesses of Hindustan were all passionately in love with Chrishna , who continues to this hour the darling God of the ...
... D'Herbelot . The Indian Apollo . - " He and the three Rámas are described as youths of perfect beauty ; and the princesses of Hindustan were all passionately in love with Chrishna , who continues to this hour the darling God of the ...
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... Hakem ben Haschem , and who was called Mocanna from the veil of silver gauze ( or , as others say , golden ) which he always wore , see D'Herbelot . THE VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . * IN that delightful 18 LALLA ROOKH .
... Hakem ben Haschem , and who was called Mocanna from the veil of silver gauze ( or , as others say , golden ) which he always wore , see D'Herbelot . THE VEILED PROPHET OF KHORASSAN . * IN that delightful 18 LALLA ROOKH .
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... D'Herbelot . Black was the colour adopted by the Caliphs of the House of Abbas , in their garments , turbans , and standards . faut remarquer ici touchant les habits blancs des disciples de Hakem , que la couleur des habits , des ...
... D'Herbelot . Black was the colour adopted by the Caliphs of the House of Abbas , in their garments , turbans , and standards . faut remarquer ici touchant les habits blancs des disciples de Hakem , que la couleur des habits , des ...
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angels AZIM beautiful beneath bird blest bliss blood bowers breath bride bright brow burning Caliph Cashmere charm cup of Jamshid D'Herbelot dark dead dear death deep Delhi dread dream e'er earth ev'n eyes FADLADEEN falchion FERAMORZ Ferdosi Ferishta fierce fire flame flowers GAZNA Ghebers glory Greek fire HAFED hand Haram hath heart heaven Holy hour hung hyænas Indian IRAN's Isles Khorassan Koran LALLA ROOKH light lips live look look'd lost lov'd lute maid MOKANNA moonlight Moslem mountain Naphtha never night nymph o'er once pale Paradise pass'd PERI Persian poet Princess pure round ruin'd says seem'd shining Shiraz shone sigh skies slave sleep smile soul sparkling spirit stars stood story sunk sweet sword Tahmuras tears thee thine thou throne Tibet tow'rd towers trees turn'd twas veil warrior wave weep wild wings wretch young youth ZELICA Zoroaster
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Página 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...
Página 168 - And now — behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sun-beam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through Heaven \ The triumph of a Soul Forgiven ! \ 'Twas when the golden orb had set, While on their knees they linger'd yet...
Página 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.
Página 209 - Rebellion ! foul, dishonouring word, Whose wrongful blight so oft has stain'd The holiest cause that tongue or sword Of mortal ever lost or gain'd. How many a spirit, born to bless, Hath sunk beneath that withering name, Whom but a day's, an hour's success Had wafted to eternal fame...
Página 153 - said the pitying Spirit, " Dearly ye pay for your primal fall, — Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all...
Página 160 - 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 161 - 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.
Página 145 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Página 162 - Banqueting through the flowery vales ;And JORDAN, those sweet banks of thine, And woods so full of nightingales ! But nought can charm the luckless PERI : Her soul is sad — her wings are weary — Joyless she sees the sun look down On that great temple, once his own, Whose lonely columns stand sublime, Flinging their shadows from on high, Like dials, which the wizard, Time, Had raised to count his ages by...
Página 118 - Th' impostor now, in grinning mockery, shows — "There, ye wise saints, behold your Light, your Star, — Ye would be dupes and victims, and ye are.