...: Here rocks alone and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around. Sad was the hour and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! " Cursed be the gold and silver which persuade Weak men to follow far-fatiguing trade ! The lily...

...They tempt no deserts, and no griefs they find ; Peace rules the day, where reason rules the mind. Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! O hapless youth ! for she thy love hath won — The tender Zara — will be most undone ! Big swell'd...

...Here rocks alone and tasteless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around. ' Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! ' Cursed be the gold and silver which persuade Weak men to follow far fatiguing trade ! The lily...

...thirst he lies.' 3. ' Shrieks echo through the emptiness Of that old den far up among the hills.' 4. ' Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Shiraz' walls I bent my way ! ' 5. ' Dear fatal name ! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips, in...

...left his native home. His regrets seemed completely in harmony with their own feelings. The lines— " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Shiraz' walls I bent my way," seemed to be an echo of their own thoughts and sentiments. This feature...

...valley's pride ; Why think we these less pleasing to behold Than dreary deserts, if they lead to gold ? ' Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Shiraz' walls I bent my way ! ' Oh cease my fears ! All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumbered...

...They tempt no deserts, and no griefs they find; Peace rules the day, where reason rules the гаЫ " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent О hapless youth ! — for she thy love hid The tender Zara will be most undone ! Big swelled my heart,...

...CAMEL-DRIVER. Why think we these less pleasing to behold Than dreary deserts, if they lead to gold ! Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! Oh, cease, my fears ! All frantic as I go, When thought creates unnumbered scenes of woe, What if...

...desperate sorrow wild, the affrighted man Thrice sighed, thrice struck his breast, and thus began : " Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schira1' ' walls I bent my way ! " Ah ! little thought I of the blasting wind, The thirst or pinching...

...: Here rocks alone, and ceaseless sands are found, And faint and sickly winds forever howl around. Sad was 'the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way ! 4. " Cursed~be the gold and silver which persuade '-< Weak men to follow far fatiguing trade ! The...