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Abdallah's Aden amid his Delis Another—and band billows birth blest blood Blooming breast bred in Egripo BRIDE OF ABYDOS CANTO Capote Carasman cheek cypress dare dashes deed desart Divan dread fate father's fear flower foes gale gaze Giaffir Greek hand Haram hate hath head hear heard heart heaven Helle's stream Hellespont hope Horsetail hour Houri isle kiss Koran light line 17 lips lone LORD BYRON loud Wul-wulleh lute maid Mamaluke Mejnoun's tale mind—the Music breathing Moslem mourned Mussulman ne'er never night Note o'er Oglou Old Giaffir old Giaffir's Osman Pacha pale Paswan's Persian rebel hordes attest Resign'd rose sabre scarce scimitar Selim sherbet shone sire sire's slave smile snatch the Rayahs Sorrow's soul stern strife Sultan tears tell thee thine thou art thou hast Thou know'st thought Timariot turban Turkish Tale Turks waft wave winds words would'st Zuleika
Page 1 - Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime ! Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine...
Page 2 - In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine ? 'Tis the clime of the East ; 'tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done?(') Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell.
Page 45 - Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life ! The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray...
Page 25 - THE winds are high on Helle's wave, As on that night of stormy water When Love — who sent — forgot to save The young, the beautiful, the brave, The lonely hope of Sestos
Page 25 - Sestos' daughter. Oh ! when alone along the sky Her turret-torch was blazing high, Though rising gale, and breaking foam, And shrieking sea-birds warned him home ; And clouds aloft and tides below, With signs and sounds, forbade to go, He could not see, he would not hear > Or sound or sign foreboding fear ; His eye but saw that light of love, The only star it hailed above; His ear but rang with Hero's song, " Ye waves, divide not lovers long !"— That tale is old, but Love anew May nerve young hearts...
Page 9 - To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel — until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight — His changing cheek — his sinking heart confess The might — the majesty of Loveliness! Such was Zuleika — such around her shone The nameless charms unmarked by her alone — The light of love— the purity of grace— The mind — the music breathing from her face! The heart whose softness harmonized the whole—- And, oh! that eye was in itself a soul!
Page 9 - To Sorrow's phantom-peopled slumber given, When heart meets heart again in dreams Elysian, And paints the lost on Earth revived in Heaven; Soft, as the memory of buried love; Pure, as the prayer which Childhood wafts above; Was she—the daughter of that rude old Chief, Who met the maid with tears—but not of grief.