Persia: Through Persia from the Gulf to the Caspian

J. B. Millet, 1910 - 323 Seiten

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Seite 192 - twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER...
Seite 191 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Seite 192 - And a dew was distill'd from their flowers, that gave All the fragrance of summer, when summer was gone. Thus memory draws from delight, ere it dies, \ ".> An essence that breathes of it many a year...
Seite 161 - Firdaus rue zamtn ast — hamin ast to, hamin ast to, hamin ast (If there is a paradise on earth it is this, it is this, it is this).
Seite 164 - Having become weary of the society of my friends at Damascus, I set out for the wilderness of Jerusalem, and associated with the brutes, until I was made prisoner by the Franks, who set me to work along with Jews at digging in the fosse of Tripolis, till one of the principal men of Aleppo, between whom and myself a former intimacy had subsisted, passed that way and recognized me, and said, " What state is this ? and how are you living ?
Seite 186 - Oh joyous and gay is the New Year's Day, and in Shiraz most of all; Even the stranger forgets his home, and becomes its willing thrall. O'er the garden's Egypt, Joseph-like, the fair red rose is King, And the Zephyr, e'en to the heart of the town, doth the scent of his raiment bring.
Seite 212 - They say the Lion and the Lizard keep The courts where Jamshyd gloried and drank deep: And Bahrain, that great Hunter — the Wild Ass Stamps o'er his Head, but cannot break his Sleep.
Seite 166 - All Adam's race are members of one frame; Since all, at first, from the same essence came. When by hard fortune one limb is oppressed, The other members lose their wonted rest: If thou feel'st not for others' misery, A son of Adam is no name for thee.
Seite 165 - God! from the pains of hell." At length she gave vent to reproaches, and said, "Art thou not he whom my father purchased from the Franks
Seite 243 - O thou whosoever thou art and whencesoever thou comest (for I know thou wilt come), I am Cyrus, the founder of the Persian Empire. Grudge me not therefore this little earth that covers my body.

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