Flowers from Persian Poets, Band 1Nathan Haskell Dole, Belle Maude Walker Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1901 |
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Alp Arslan anguish Arabic arms art thou Balkh beauty behold beneath bird blood bloom Bokhara bosom bower brave breast breath bright brow burning Champion charms cheek Chief cried dark dead death delight doom dread dust earth eyes fame fate father feel Firdausi fire flame gazed ghazel glory glow grace grief Gudarz hand head heard heart heaven honors Hujir Kaus Khorasan King Laili light lips love's lover Mahmud Mahmud of Ghazni Majnun Masnavi mighty moon mother mournful mystic NATHAN HASKELL DOLE never night Nizami Noufal o'er Omar Pishdadian plain poem prey Prince rose round Rumi Rustem Sa'di Samarkand seek Shah-Nameh sighs sire smiles Sohrab song soon sorrow soul steed Sufi sweet sword Tabriz tale tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought thousand throne verse voice wanderer warrior weep wild wine woes words wrath youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 40 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Seite 79 - And this I know : whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath-consume me quite, One flash of It within the Tavern caught Better than in the Temple lost outright.
Seite 65 - Oh! had I seen my father in the fight, My glorious father! Life will soon be o'er, And his great deeds enchant my soul no more ! Of him my mother gave the mark and sign, For him I sought, and what an end is mine ! My only wish on earth, my constant sigh, Him to behold, and with that wish I die.
Seite 9 - Tahmineh came — a damsel held An amber taper, which the gloom dispelled. And near his pillow stood; in beauty bright, The monarch's daughter struck his wondering sight. Clear as the moon, in glowing charms arrayed, Her winning eyes the light of heaven displayed; Her cypress form entranced the gazer's view, Her waving curls, the heart, resistless, drew, Her eye-brows like the Archer's bended bow ; Her ringlets, snares; her cheek, the rose's glow, Mixed with the lily — from her ear-tips hung Rings...
Seite 70 - And David said to Joab, and to all the people that were with him, Rend your clothes, and gird you with sackcloth, and mourn before Abner.
Seite 64 - What! rescued from my power, again Dost thou confront me on the battle plain? Or dost thou, wearied, draw thy vital breath And seek, from warrior bold, the shaft of death? Truth has no charms for thee, old man; even now Some further cheat may lurk upon thy brow; Twice have I shewn thee mercy, twice thy age Hath been thy safety — twice it soothed my rage.
Seite 71 - what have I done? Why have I slain my son, my innocent son! Why o'er his splendid dawning did I roll The clouds of death — and plunge my burthened soul In agony? My son! from heroes sprung; Better these hands were from my body wrung; And solitude and darkness, deep and drear, Fold me from sight than hated linger here. But when his mother hears, with horror wild, That I have shed the life-blood of her child, So nobly brave, so dearly loved, in vain, How can her heart that rending shock sustain?...
Seite 67 - Speed, speed, and see what has befallen to-day To cause these groans and tears— what fatal fray! If he be lost, if breathless on the ground, And this young warrior, with the conquest crowned — Then must I, humbled, from my kingdom torn, Wander like Jemshid, through the world forlorn.