Thalaba the Destroyer, Volume 2

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1814
 

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Page 74 - And let this apparel and horse be delivered to the hand of one of the king's most noble princes, that they may array the man withal whom the king delighteth to honour...
Page 92 - He found a Woman in the cave, A solitary Woman, Who by the fire was spinning, And singing as she spun. The pine boughs were cheerfully blazing, And her face was bright with the flame; Her face was as a Damsel's face, And yet her hair was grey.
Page 94 - Now twine it round thy hands I say, Now twine it round thy hands I pray ! My thread is small, my thread is fine, But he must be A stronger than thee, Who can break this thread of mine...
Page 89 - ... and bold excrescences, and spend itself in leaves and little rings, and afford but trifling clusters to the winepress, and a faint return to his heart, which longed to be refreshed with a full vintage : but when the lord of the vine had caused the dressers to cut the wilder plant, and...
Page 26 - ... along, it would expand itself at certain intervals, over more than two or three acres of the adjacent mountains. The atmosphere, from the beginning of the evening, had been remarkably thick and hazy ; and the dew, as they felt it on the bridles of their horses, was very clammy and unctuous.
Page 119 - Conscience ! . . . Poor plodding Priests and preaching Friars may make Their hollow pulpits and the empty aisles Of churches ring with that round word : but we, That draw the subtile and more piercing air In that sublimed region of a court, Know all is good we make so, and go on Secured by the prosperity of our crimes.
Page 184 - I can remember, with unsteady feet Tottering from room to room, and finding pleasure In flowers, and toys, and sweetmeats, things which long Have lost their power to please ; which, when I see them. Raise only now a melancholy wish, I were the little trifler once again Who could be pleased so lightly ! THALABA Then you know not Your Father's art ? LAILA No.
Page 41 - Why blush ye, Love, to give to me your hand, The pledge of all our band ? Sing, ye sweet Angels, Alleluia sing, That all the woods may answer, and your echo ring.
Page 267 - Meantime with fuller reach and stronger swell, Wave after wave advanced; Each following billow lifted the last foam That trembled on the sand with rainbow hues ; The living flower that, rooted to the rock, Late from the thinner element Shrunk down within its purple stem to sleep, Now feels the water, and again Awakening, blossoms out All its green anther-necks.
Page 16 - With tulips, like the ruddy evening streak'd ; And here the lily hangs her head of snow ; And here, amid her sable cup, Shines the red eye-spot, like one brightest star, The solitary twinkler of the night; And here the rose expands Her paradise of leaves.

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