Works, Bind 1Houghton, Mifflin, 1887 |
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Side 51
... breathing Lord , That all the misbelieving and black Horde Of Fears and Sorrows that infest the Soul Scatters before him with his whirlwind Sword . LXI Why , be this Juice the growth of God , who dare Blaspheme the twisted tendril as a ...
... breathing Lord , That all the misbelieving and black Horde Of Fears and Sorrows that infest the Soul Scatters before him with his whirlwind Sword . LXI Why , be this Juice the growth of God , who dare Blaspheme the twisted tendril as a ...
Side 77
... Breath . ( V. ) Iram , planted by King Shaddád , and now sunk some- where in the Sands of Arabia . Jamshyd's Seven - ring'd Cup was typical of the 7 Heavens , 7 Planets , 7 Seas , & c . , and was a Divining Cup . ( VI . ) Pehlevi , the ...
... Breath . ( V. ) Iram , planted by King Shaddád , and now sunk some- where in the Sands of Arabia . Jamshyd's Seven - ring'd Cup was typical of the 7 Heavens , 7 Planets , 7 Seas , & c . , and was a Divining Cup . ( VI . ) Pehlevi , the ...
Side 91
... breath and in the food we swallow ! Black is my face that what was Bid , undone is : If done the Unbidden , ah ! what then must follow ? LXXXII . LXXXIII . LXXXVII . LXXXIV . LXXXV . Contain in greater diffuseness the exact idea of ...
... breath and in the food we swallow ! Black is my face that what was Bid , undone is : If done the Unbidden , ah ! what then must follow ? LXXXII . LXXXIII . LXXXVII . LXXXIV . LXXXV . Contain in greater diffuseness the exact idea of ...
Side 112
... breath of some old Story ? Life is gone , And that last song is not the last ; my Soul Is spent and still a Story to ... breathing from its strings . No music more to charm the ears of men , May , from its scented ashes , as it burns ...
... breath of some old Story ? Life is gone , And that last song is not the last ; my Soul Is spent and still a Story to ... breathing from its strings . No music more to charm the ears of men , May , from its scented ashes , as it burns ...
Side 114
... breath of Age , My weary pen once more drinks of the well , Whence , of the Mortal writing , I may read Anticipation of the Invisible . One who travel'd in the Desert Saw MAJNUN where he was sitting All alone like a Magician Tracing ...
... breath of Age , My weary pen once more drinks of the well , Whence , of the Mortal writing , I may read Anticipation of the Invisible . One who travel'd in the Desert Saw MAJNUN where he was sitting All alone like a Magician Tracing ...
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ABSÁL Æsop AGAMEMNON Argos atheism Bacon Baghdad beauty better blood blow breath call'd called Carlyle CASSANDRA CHIG Chivalry CHORUS clay CLYTEMNESTRA dark Divine Doctor doth drink Dust Earth Euphranor Ev'n eyes Fate Father Fitzgerald friends genius Glory Gods Goethe Háfiz hand head heart Heaven Honour human Jámí King Lexilogus light lips live look Lord Lycion Malik Shah man's matter Menelaus mind Moon Moral Muezzin Naishápúr nature never Nicolas night Nishapur Omar Khayyám once Pantheism passion perhaps Persian Phidippus Plato Poems Poet Polonius poor Priam Quatrain remember rose Rubáiyát SALÁMÁN says scarce SHAH Song Soul Stanza story Súfi Sultan suppose sweet tell thee thine things thou thought Throne thyself tion tomb Troy true truth turn'd verse Whinfield Wine wise woman young Youth Zeus
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Side 59 - With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man knead, And there of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed: And the first Morning of Creation wrote What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read.
Side 434 - ... certain it is that, whosoever hath his mind fraught with many thoughts, his wits and understanding do clarify and break up in the communicating and discoursing with another: he tosseth his thoughts more easily ; he marshalleth them more orderly; he seeth how they look when they are turned into words: finally, he waxeth wiser than himself; and that more by an hour's discourse than by a day's meditation.
Side 73 - Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire, Would not we shatter it to bits — and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!
Side 48 - You know, my Friends, with what a brave Carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed, And took the Daughter of t he Vine to Spouse.
Side 20 - Awake! for morning in the bowl of night Has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight: And lo! the hunter of the east has caught The sultan's turret in a noose of light.
Side 76 - The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Side 362 - Plain living and high thinking are no more : The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone ; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws...
Side 33 - Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End!
Side 429 - A strange thing, that that part of an orator which is but superficial, and rather the virtue of a player, should be placed so high above those other noble parts of invention, elocution and the rest; nay almost alone, as if it were all in all. But the reason is plain. There is in human nature generally more of the fool than of the wise; and therefore those faculties by which the foolish part of men's minds is taken are most potent.
Side 410 - Studies serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight, is in privateness and retiring ; for ornament, is in discourse; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business.