The Curse of Kehama, Volume 2Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1812 |
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... sleeps , beholds thee here , And , in the hour permitted , will be near . Dark Lorrinite on thee hath fix'd her sight , And laid her wiles , to aid Foul Arvalan when he shall next appear ; For well she ween'd his Spirit would renew Old ...
... sleeps , beholds thee here , And , in the hour permitted , will be near . Dark Lorrinite on thee hath fix'd her sight , And laid her wiles , to aid Foul Arvalan when he shall next appear ; For well she ween'd his Spirit would renew Old ...
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... with stone and shout , Ere thou liest down at evening , scare them out , And in this robe of mine involve thy feet . Duly commend us both to Heaven in prayer , 1 Be of good heart , and let thy sleep XV . 33 THE CITY OF BALY .
... with stone and shout , Ere thou liest down at evening , scare them out , And in this robe of mine involve thy feet . Duly commend us both to Heaven in prayer , 1 Be of good heart , and let thy sleep XV . 33 THE CITY OF BALY .
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Robert Southey. 1 Be of good heart , and let thy sleep be sweet . 9 . So saying , he put back his arm , and gave The cloth which girt his loins , and prest her hand With fervent love , then down the sloping sand Advanced into the sea ...
Robert Southey. 1 Be of good heart , and let thy sleep be sweet . 9 . So saying , he put back his arm , and gave The cloth which girt his loins , and prest her hand With fervent love , then down the sloping sand Advanced into the sea ...
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... sleep be sweet , Ladurlad said , .. Alas ! that cannot be To one whose days are days of misery . How often did she stretch her hands to greet Ereenia , rescued in the dreams of night ! How oft amid the vision of delight , Fear in XV ...
... sleep be sweet , Ladurlad said , .. Alas ! that cannot be To one whose days are days of misery . How often did she stretch her hands to greet Ereenia , rescued in the dreams of night ! How oft amid the vision of delight , Fear in XV ...
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... Sleep ! the friend of Woe , But ' tis the happy who have call'd thee so . 12 . Another day , another night are gone , A second passes , and a third wanes on . So long she paced the shore , So often on the beach she took her stand , That ...
... Sleep ! the friend of Woe , But ' tis the happy who have call'd thee so . 12 . Another day , another night are gone , A second passes , and a third wanes on . So long she paced the shore , So often on the beach she took her stand , That ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abode accursed adamantine Agastya Aldrovandus aloft Amreeta arms art thou Asuras Baly bear beautiful behold beneath birds blessed Brahma Bramins brazen breast called Cardan Carmala celestial chariot clos'd cloud cried Curse darkness deep delight divine doth dread Earth elephant Ereenia Fate Father fear feet fiery fire flame Gate Glendoveer Golden Throne hand hath head heart Heaven heavenly height Hell Hindoo hope hour idol immortal infernal judgement-seat Kailyal Kehama King Ladurlad light Lingam Lord Lorrinite Maid mighty mortal mountain Narayan nature night o'er Ocean Padalon pagoda pain raging rais'd Rajah righteous rock round seem'd seen Seeva shore side sight Sir William Jones sleep Son of Heaven Soors and Asoors soul Spirit spread stood strong Swerga temple thee thine things thou art thought torments trees Veeshnoo voice wild wind wings wonder Yamen Yamen's throne
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Página 110 - Arched the long passage ; onward as they ride, With stronger glare, the light around them spread, And lo ! the regions dread, The World of Woe before them, opening wide.
Página 9 - From his forgetful hold the plane-branch drops, Reverent he kneels, and lifts his rational eyes To her as if in prayer ; And when she pours her angel voice in song Entranced he listens to the thrilling notes, Till his strong temples, bathed with sudden dews, Their fragrance of delight and love diffuse.
Página 110 - Twas a light which made Darkness itself appear A thing of comfort ; and the sight, dismayed, Shrunk inward from the molten atmosphere.
Página 8 - Trampling his path through wood and brake, And canes which crackling fall before his way, And tassel-grass, whose silvery feathers play, O'ertopping the young trees, On comes the Elephant, to slake His thirst at noon in yon pellucid springs. Lo ! from his trunk upturn'd, aloft he flings The grateful shower, and now Plucking the broad-leaved bough Of yonder plane, with wavy motion slow, Fanning the languid air, He moves it to and fro.
Página 42 - And here were coral bowers, And grots of madrepores, And banks of sponge, as soft and fair to eye As e'er was mossy bed Whereon the wood-nymphs lie With languid limbs in summer's sultry hours. Here, too, were living flowers, Which, like a bud compacted, Their purple cups contracted; And now in open blossom spread, Stretched, like green anthers, many a seeking head.
Página 153 - I confess, Free from solicitude for dress; How best to bind my flowing hair With art, yet with an artless air, — My hair, like musk in scent and hue. Oh! blacker far, and sweeter too! In what nice braid or glossy curl To fix a diamond or a pearl, And where to smooth the love-spread toils With nard or...
Página 42 - It was a Garden still beyond all price, Even yet it was a place of Paradise ; For where the mighty Ocean could not spare, There had he with his own creation, Sought to repair his work of devastation. And here were coral bowers, And grots of madrepores, And banks of sponge, as soft and fair to eye As e'er was mossy bed Whereon the Wood Nymphs lie With languid limbs in summer's sultry hours.
Página 205 - They now pull forth the serpent's head repeatedly, and as often let it go; whilst there issued from his mouth, thus violently drawing to and fro by the Soors and...
Página 10 - Well might they thus adore that heavenly Maid ! For never Nymph of Mountain, Or Grove, or Lake, or Fountain, With a diviner presence fill'd the shade. No idle ornaments deface Her natural grace, Musk-spot...
Página 40 - Those streets which never, since the days of yore, By human footstep had been visited, — Those streets which never more A human foot shall tread, — Ladurlad trod. In sunlight and sea-green, The thousand Palaces were seen Of that proud City, whose superb abodes Seemed reared by Giants for the immortal Gods. How silent and how beautiful they stand, Like things of Nature ! the eternal rocks Themselves not firmer.