The Poetical Works of Robert Southey, Esq. ...: ThalabaLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1821 |
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... ! help ! " she cried to Thalaba ; Thalaba drew the bow . The unerring arrow did its work of death . He turn'd him to the woma ^ , and beheld His own Oneiza , his Arabian Maid . NOTES TO BOOK VI . Of Solomon came down.-P. 4 VI . 23.
... ! help ! " she cried to Thalaba ; Thalaba drew the bow . The unerring arrow did its work of death . He turn'd him to the woma ^ , and beheld His own Oneiza , his Arabian Maid . NOTES TO BOOK VI . Of Solomon came down.-P. 4 VI . 23.
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... cried , " My father ! O my father ! " ... Thalaba In wonder lost , yet fearful to enquire , Bent down his cheek on hers , And their tears met , and mingled as they fell . 2 . ONEIZA . At night they seiz'd me , Thalaba ! in my sleep ...
... cried , " My father ! O my father ! " ... Thalaba In wonder lost , yet fearful to enquire , Bent down his cheek on hers , And their tears met , and mingled as they fell . 2 . ONEIZA . At night they seiz'd me , Thalaba ! in my sleep ...
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... cried . Paler Oneiza grew , And hung upon his arm a feebler weight . 4 . But soon again to hope Revives the Arabian maid , As Thalaba imparts the sudden thought . " I past a river , ” cried the youth , " A full and copious stream ...
... cried . Paler Oneiza grew , And hung upon his arm a feebler weight . 4 . But soon again to hope Revives the Arabian maid , As Thalaba imparts the sudden thought . " I past a river , ” cried the youth , " A full and copious stream ...
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... cried , " there is no path for man " From this accursed place ! " And as she spake , her joints Were loosen'd , and her knees sunk under her . " Cheer up , Oneiza ! " Thalaba replied , " Be of good heart . We cannot fly " The dangers of ...
... cried , " there is no path for man " From this accursed place ! " And as she spake , her joints Were loosen'd , and her knees sunk under her . " Cheer up , Oneiza ! " Thalaba replied , " Be of good heart . We cannot fly " The dangers of ...
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... cried the Appointed , a stern smile Darkening with stronger shades his countenance ; " Woe to him ! he hath laid his toils " To take the Antelope , " The Lion is come in ! " She shook her head , " A Sorcerer he , " And guarded by so ...
... cried the Appointed , a stern smile Darkening with stronger shades his countenance ; " Woe to him ! he hath laid his toils " To take the Antelope , " The Lion is come in ! " She shook her head , " A Sorcerer he , " And guarded by so ...
Términos y frases comunes
Allah Aloadin amid Angel Angel of Death Arabian Maid Archbishop Turpin arms Azrael beautiful beheld blood body breath called cedars cheek clos'd cold courser cried darkness dead death devil dost thou earth Eblis evil exclaim'd father fear feet fire flame gates grave Green Bird hand hath head heart Heaven Hell Hodeirah's hour human voice Khawla king Kiou laid LAILA leave light lips little boat look'd Lord magic Maimuna Maracci Maronite Mecca Moath Mohareb morning mountains Mycone night o'er Okba Oneiza Paradise Persians pomegranates prayer prophet quoth Thalaba rais'd ROBERT SOUTHEY rock roll'd round sate sayd scholde sepulchres Simorg sleep snow solitude song Sorcerer soul sound spake Spirit steed stood Sultan Tavernier THALABA THE DESTROYER thee Theophylus thou hast tomb Tostatus tree Turks turn'd vale Vampire voice Vroucolacas whence wilt wind wings wonder youth Zenati
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Página 260 - And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so. And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.
Página 74 - For the man whom the king delighteth to honour, let the royal apparel be brought which the king useth to wear, and the horse that the king rideth upon, and the crown royal which is set upon his head : 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...
Página 106 - Woe unto you, Scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness.
Página 96 - 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...
Página 94 - 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.
Página 259 - Then the bishops said, According to the authority of the Scriptures, the evening and the morning were the first day ; and, in like manner, they were the second and the third, and the fourth and the fifth, and the sixth...
Página 41 - Now all is done: bring home the bride again; Bring home the triumph of our victory: Bring home with you the glory of her gain, With joyance bring her and with jollity. Never had man more joyful day than this, Whom heaven would heap with bliss. Make feast therefore now all this livelong day; This day for ever to me holy is.
Página 91 - ... 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...
Página 251 - Then did the Damsel speak again, " Wilt thou go on with me ? " The Moon is bright, the sea is calm, " And I know well the ocean-paths ; " Wilt thou go on with me ? . . " Deliverer ! yes ! thou dost not fear ! " Thou wilt go on with me !" " Sail on, sail on !" quoth Thalaba, " Sail on, in Allah's name !
Página 16 - 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.