The Bride of Abydos: A Turkish Tale, Número 3T. Davison, 1813 - 72 páginas |
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... 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 standers by The mind within , well skill'd to hide 20 All but unconquerable pride , 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 standers by The mind within , well skill'd to hide 20 All but unconquerable pride , His ...
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... step , admit her vow- " Without thy free consent , command- " The Sultan should not have my hand ! " Think'st thou that I could bear to part " With thee - and learn to halve my heart ? " Ah ! were I severed from thy side , " Where were ...
... step , admit her vow- " Without thy free consent , command- " The Sultan should not have my hand ! " Think'st thou that I could bear to part " With thee - and learn to halve my heart ? " Ah ! were I severed from thy side , " Where were ...
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... steps have been , These feet have press'd the sacred shore , These limbs that buoyant wave hath borne- Minstrel ! with thee to muse , to mourn- To trace again those fields of yore 20 30 Believing every hillock green Contains no fabled ...
... steps have been , These feet have press'd the sacred shore , These limbs that buoyant wave hath borne- Minstrel ! with thee to muse , to mourn- To trace again those fields of yore 20 30 Believing every hillock green Contains no fabled ...
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... sable vest , Which none save noblest Moslem wear , To guard from winds of heaven the breast As heaven itself to Selim dear ; 80 90 With cautious steps the thicket threading , And starting oft THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS . 29.
... sable vest , Which none save noblest Moslem wear , To guard from winds of heaven the breast As heaven itself to Selim dear ; 80 90 With cautious steps the thicket threading , And starting oft THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS . 29.
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A Turkish Tale George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. With cautious steps the thicket threading , And starting oft , as through the glade The gust its hollow moanings made , Till on the smoother pathway treading , More free her timid bosom ...
A Turkish Tale George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. With cautious steps the thicket threading , And starting oft , as through the glade The gust its hollow moanings made , Till on the smoother pathway treading , More free her timid bosom ...
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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 gaze Giaffir's hate Greek Gúl 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 loud Wul-wulleh maid Mamaluke Moslem mourned Musselim's 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 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.