The Rose Garden of PersiaT.N. Foulis, 1924 - 188 страници |
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admiration AFRASIAB Aiass Akbar amidst amongst Arabic art thou beauty became bird blest bliss bower breast bright brow Caliph called celebrated charm cheek death desert devoted divine dream earth East fair fame fate father favourite fearful Feizi Ferdusi Ferhâd flowers Gabriel's wing gaze GAZEL gems Giaour glow grief Hafiz hailed Hatifi heart heaven Hejira honours hope Houris Jami Kaïs Khiam Khorassan Khosrû king Koran lover lustre Mahmoud maid Mehr-el-Nissar Mejnoun and Leila Mejnûn mind Moasi monarch moon mysticism native night o'er once pain Paradise pearl Persian Persian language Persian literature poem poet poetical poetry Potiphar praise prince radiant rich rival rose sacred Sadi Shah Namah Shirâz Shireen sigh Sir William Jones slave smiles song soul Sufis sultan sweet thee thine eyes throne toil Twas Unsuri verse waves wild wine words youth Yussuf and Zuleika
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Страница 133 - Sweet maid, if thou wouldst charm my sight, And bid these arms thy neck infold; That rosy cheek, that lily hand, Would give thy poet more delight Than all Bocara's vaunted gold, Than all the gems of Samarcand.
Страница 134 - ... fate : Ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom: Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom. Beauty has such resistless power, That even the chaste Egyptian dame...
Страница 103 - Which crowd each nook of that majestic place. The piles give way, the rocky peaks divide, The stream comes gushing on — a foaming tide/ A mighty work, for ages to remain, The token of his passion and his pain. As flows the milky flood from Allah's throne, Rushes the torrent from the yielding stone; And sculptured there, amazed, stern...
Страница 104 - And feathered throngs their loves seem murmuring. The hands of Peris might have wrought those stems Where dew-drops hang their fragile diadems, And strings of pearl and sharp-cut diamonds shine, New from the wave, or recent from the mine. "Alas, Shireen ! " at every stroke he cries, — At every stroke fresh miracles arise.
Страница 134 - Require the borrowed gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom : 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom.
Страница 133 - Oh, when these fair perfidious maids Whose eyes our secret haunts infest Their dear destructive charms display, Each glance my tender breast invades And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destined prey.
Страница 63 - The lovely moon for thirty days Spreads radiant glory from afar: Her charms for ever night displays Crowned, like a queen, with many a star: Her seal-bearer is Heav'n, a band Of planets wait on her command. Day can but paint the skies with blue, Night's starry hosts amaze the view. Man measures time but by the moon; Night shrouds what day reveals too soon. Day is with toil and care oppressed, Night comes, and with her, gentle rest. Day, busy still, no praise can bring, THE PERSIAN ROSE GARDEN All...
Страница 135 - Which naught but drops of honey sip? Go boldly forth, my simple lay, Whose accents flow with artless ease, Like orient pearls at random strung; Thy notes are sweet, the damsels say, But oh, far sweeter, if they please The nymph for whom these notes are sung.
Страница 88 - THE VANITY OF REGRET Nothing in this world of ours Flows as we would have it flow; What avail, then, careful hours, Thought and trouble, tears and woe? Through the shrouded veil of earth, Life's rich colours gleaming bright, Though in truth of little worth, N Yet allure with meteor light.
Страница 133 - Boy, let yon liquid ruby flow, And bid thy pensive heart be glad, Whate'er the frowning zealots say : Tell them, their Eden cannot show A stream so clear as Rocnabad, A bower so sweet as Mosellay.