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O Rustum , like thy might is this young man's ! He has the wild stag's foot , the lion's heart . And he is young , and Iran's Chiefs are old , Or else too weak ; and all eyes turn to thee . Come down and help us , Rustum , or we lose .
O Rustum , like thy might is this young man's ! He has the wild stag's foot , the lion's heart . And he is young , and Iran's Chiefs are old , Or else too weak ; and all eyes turn to thee . Come down and help us , Rustum , or we lose .
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“ I challeng'd once , when the two armies camp'd Beside the Oxus , all the Persian lords To cope with me in single fight ; but they Shrank ; only Rustum dar'd : then he and I Chang'd gifts , and went on equal terms away .
“ I challeng'd once , when the two armies camp'd Beside the Oxus , all the Persian lords To cope with me in single fight ; but they Shrank ; only Rustum dar'd : then he and I Chang'd gifts , and went on equal terms away .
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For Rustum had no son : one child he had But one — a girl : who with her mother now Plies some light female task , nor dreams of usOf us she dreams not , nor of wounds , nor war . ' But Sohrab answer'd him in wrath ; for now The anguish ...
For Rustum had no son : one child he had But one — a girl : who with her mother now Plies some light female task , nor dreams of usOf us she dreams not , nor of wounds , nor war . ' But Sohrab answer'd him in wrath ; for now The anguish ...
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Adams beauty birds breath bright cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth English eyes face fair fall father fear field flowers follow give green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven human Johnson kind king LADY land learning leave less light live look lord MACBETH mind moon morn move nature never night once pass Persian play pleasure poem poet poetry prose rest rich rose round Rustum sand seems seen sense side sight sing sleep Sohrab song soon soul speak spirit stand stood stream sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought took Trulliber verse voice wife wind written young youth