The Bride of Abydos: A Turkish Tale, Número 3T. Davison, 1813 - 72 páginas |
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... slave , Apparelled as becomes the brave , Awaiting each his Lord's behest To guide his steps , or guard his rest , Old Giaffir sate in his Divan , Deep thought was in his aged eye ; And though the face of Mussulman Not oft betrays to ...
... slave , Apparelled as becomes the brave , Awaiting each his Lord's behest To guide his steps , or guard his rest , Old Giaffir sate in his Divan , Deep thought was in his aged eye ; And though the face of Mussulman Not oft betrays to ...
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... slave to despot say— Then to the tower had ta'en his way , But here young Selim silence brake , First lowly rendering reverence meet ; And downcast looked , and gently spake , Still standing at the Pacha's feet.- For son of Moslem must ...
... slave to despot say— Then to the tower had ta'en his way , But here young Selim silence brake , First lowly rendering reverence meet ; And downcast looked , and gently spake , Still standing at the Pacha's feet.- For son of Moslem must ...
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... slaves awoke " We to the cypress groves had flown , " And made earth , main , and heaven our own ! " There lingered we , beguiled too long ́ " With Mejnoun's tale , or Sadi's song ; " Till I , who heard the deep tambour 4 " Beat thy ...
... slaves awoke " We to the cypress groves had flown , " And made earth , main , and heaven our own ! " There lingered we , beguiled too long ́ " With Mejnoun's tale , or Sadi's song ; " Till I , who heard the deep tambour 4 " Beat thy ...
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... slave - the Pacha said-- " From unbelieving mother bred , " Vain were a father's hope to see 66 Aught that beseems a man in thee . Thou , when thine arm should bend the bow , " And hurl the dart , and curb the steed , “ Thou Greek in ...
... slave - the Pacha said-- " From unbelieving mother bred , " Vain were a father's hope to see 66 Aught that beseems a man in thee . Thou , when thine arm should bend the bow , " And hurl the dart , and curb the steed , “ Thou Greek in ...
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... slave ! -reproached with fear- " Those gibes had cost another dear . " Son of a slave ! -and who my sire ? " Thus held his thoughts their dark career , And glances even of more than ire Flash forth - then faintly disappear . Old Giaffir ...
... slave ! -reproached with fear- " Those gibes had cost another dear . " Son of a slave ! -and who my sire ? " Thus held his thoughts their dark career , And glances even of more than ire Flash forth - then faintly disappear . Old Giaffir ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abdallah's Another-and Arab arms Azrael band billows birth blest blood bower breast BRIDE OF ABYDOS broad Hellespont Bulbul BYRON Cain CANTO Capote cheek Chibouque Comboloio cypress dare dashes daughter deed desart Divan dread earliest hour father's fear flower foes gale Galiongée gaze Greek hand Haram Haram's Haroun hath head hear heart heaven Helle's stream hope Houri isle kiss Koran land line 17 lips lone LORD LORD BYRON maid Mamaluke Mejnoun's tale Moslem mourned Mussulman ne'er never night Note o'er Oglou Old Giaffir Osman Pacha pale Paswan's perchance perfume Persian Resign'd rose round sabre scarce scimitar Selim sherbet shone sire sire's slave smile Sorrow's soul sound stern strife Sultan tambour tears tell thee Thine own broad thou art thou hast Thou know'st thought Thrice Timariot turban Turkish Turks waft wave winds word Would'st Zuleika Zuleika's name
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Página 1 - Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime ! Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine...
Página 2 - In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine ? 'Tis the clime of the East ; 'tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done?(') Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell.
Página 45 - Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life ! The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray...
Página 25 - THE winds are high on Helle's wave, As on that night of stormy water When Love — who sent — forgot to save The young, the beautiful, the brave, The lonely hope of Sestos
Página 25 - Sestos' daughter. Oh ! when alone along the sky Her turret-torch was blazing high, Though rising gale, and breaking foam, And shrieking sea-birds warned him home ; And clouds aloft and tides below, With signs and sounds, forbade to go, He could not see, he would not hear > Or sound or sign foreboding fear ; His eye but saw that light of love, The only star it hailed above; His ear but rang with Hero's song, " Ye waves, divide not lovers long !"— That tale is old, but Love anew May nerve young hearts...
Página 9 - To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel — until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight — His changing cheek — his sinking heart confess The might — the majesty of Loveliness! Such was Zuleika — such around her shone The nameless charms unmarked by her alone — The light of love— the purity of grace— The mind — the music breathing from her face! The heart whose softness harmonized the whole—- And, oh! that eye was in itself a soul!
Página 9 - To Sorrow's phantom-peopled slumber given, When heart meets heart again in dreams Elysian, And paints the lost on Earth revived in Heaven; Soft, as the memory of buried love; Pure, as the prayer which Childhood wafts above; Was she—the daughter of that rude old Chief, Who met the maid with tears—but not of grief.