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Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 2) Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 2)

Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 2)
FADLADEEN, at the conclusion of this light rhapsody, took occasion to sum up his opinion of the young Cashmerian's poetry,--of which, he trusted, they had that evening heard the last. Having recapitulated the epithets, "frivolous"--"inharmonious"--"nonsensical," he proceeded to say that, viewed in the most favorable light it resembled one of those Maldivian boats, to which the Princess had alluded in the relation of her dream,-- a slight, gilded thing, sent adrift without rudder or ballast, and with nothing but vapid sweets and faded flowers on board. The profusion, indeed, of flowers and birds, which this poet had ready on... Poems - Post by : Kevin_M - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 3573

Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 1) Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 1)

Lalla Rookh - Light of the Haram (Part 1)
The singular placidity with which FADLADEEN had listened during the latter part of this obnoxious story surprised the Princess and FERAMORZ exceedingly; and even inclined towards him the hearts of these unsuspicious young persons who little knew the source of a complacency so marvellous. The truth was he had been organizing for the last few days a most notable plan of persecution against the poet in consequence of some passages that had fallen from him on the second evening of recital,--which appeared to this worthy Chamberlain to contain language and principles for which nothing short of the summary criticism of the... Poems - Post by : Kevin_M - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 3184

Lalla Rookh - Paradise and the Peri Lalla Rookh - Paradise and the Peri

Lalla Rookh - Paradise and the Peri
The story of the Veiled Prophet of Khorassan being ended, they were now doomed to hear FADLADEEN'S criticisms upon it. A series of disappointments and accidents had occurred to this learned Chamberlain during the journey. In the first place, those couriers stationed, as in the reign of Shah Jehan, between Delhi and the Western coast of India, to secure a constant supply of mangoes for the Royal Table, had by some cruel irregularity failed in their duty; and to eat any mangoes but those of Mazagong was of course impossible.(136) In the next place, the elephant laden with his fine antique... Poems - Post by : Kevin_M - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 2025

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 3) Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 3)

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 3)
LALLA ROOKH could think of nothing all day but the misery of those two young lovers. Her gayety was gone, and she looked pensively even upon FADLAPEEN. She felt, too, without knowing why, a sort of uneasy pleasure in imagining that AZIM must have been just such a youth as FERAMORZ; just as worthy to enjoy all the blessings, without any of the pangs, of that illusive passion, which too often like the sunny apples of Istkahar(88) is all sweetness on one side and all bitterness on the other. As they passed along a sequestered river after sunset they saw a... Poems - Post by : Wukka - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 3305

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 2) Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 2)

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 2)
On their arrival next night at the place of encampment they were surprised and delighted to find the groves all around illuminated; some artists of Yamtcheou(53) having been sent on previously for the purpose. On each side of the green alley, which led to the Royal Pavilion, artificial sceneries of bamboo-work were erected, representing arches, minarets, towers, from which hung thousands of silken lanterns painted by the most delicate pencils of Canton.--Nothing could be more beautiful than the leaves of the mango-trees and acacias shining in the light of the bamboo-scenery which shed a lustre round as soft as that of... Poems - Post by : Wukka - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 2493

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 1) Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 1)

Lalla Rookh - The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan (Part 1)
In the eleventh year of the reign of Aurungzebe, Abdalla, King of the Lesser Bucharia, a lineal descendant from the Great Zingis, having abdicated the throne in favor of his son, set out on a pilgrimage to the Shrine of the Prophet; and, passing into India through the delightful valley of Cashmere, rested for a short time at Delhi on his way. He was entertained by Aurungzebe in a style of magnificent hospitality, worthy alike of the visitor and the host, and was afterwards escorted with the same splendor to Surat he embarked for Arabia.(1) During the stay of the... Poems - Post by : Wukka - Date : May 2012 - Author : Thomas Moore - Read : 3441

Three Women - 12. Maurice's Letter To Ruth Three Women - 12. Maurice's Letter To Ruth

Three Women - 12. Maurice's Letter To Ruth
XII. Maurice's Letter to RuthNo, no. I have gambled with destiny twice, And have staked my whole hopes on a home; but the dice Thrown by Fate made me loser. Henceforward, I know My lot must be homeless. The gods will it so. I fought, I rebelled; I was bitter. I strove To outwit the great Cosmic Forces, above, Or beyond, or about us, who guide and control The course of all things from the moat to the soul. The river may envy the peace of the pond,... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2094

Three Women - 11. Ruth's Letter To Maurice, Six Months Later Three Women - 11. Ruth's Letter To Maurice, Six Months Later

Three Women - 11. Ruth's Letter To Maurice, Six Months Later
XI. Ruth's Letter to Maurice, Six Months LaterThe springtime is here in our old home again, Which again you have left. Oh, most worthy of men, Why grieve for unworthiness? Why waste your life For a woman who never was meant for a wife? Mabel Lee has no love in her nature. Your heart Would have starved in her keeping. She plays her new part, As the faithful, forgiving, sweet spouse, with content. I think she is secretly glad Roger went Astray for a season. She stands up... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 3397

Three Women - 10. A Man Whose Mere Name Was Submerged In The Sea Three Women - 10. A Man Whose Mere Name Was Submerged In The Sea

Three Women - 10. A Man Whose Mere Name Was Submerged In The Sea
X. A man whose mere name was submerged in the seaA man whose mere name was submerged in the sea Of letters which followed it, B. A., M. D., And Minerva knows what else, held forth at Bellevue On what he believed some discovery new In medical Science (though, mayhap, a truth That was old in Confucius' earliest youth), And a bevy of bright women students sat near, Absorbing his wisdom with eye and with ear. Close by, lay the corpse of a man, half in view. Dear shades of our dead... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 875

Three Women - 6. Wooed, Wedded And Widowed Ere Twenty. The Life Three Women - 6. Wooed, Wedded And Widowed Ere Twenty. The Life

Three Women - 6. Wooed, Wedded And Widowed Ere Twenty. The Life
VI. Wooed, wedded and widowed ere twenty. The lifeWooed, wedded and widowed ere twenty. The life Of Zoe Travers is told in that sentence. A wife For one year, loved and loving; so full of life's joy That death, growing jealous, resolved to destroy The Eden she dwelt in. Five desolate years She walked robed in weeds, and bathed ever in tears, Through the valley of memory. Locked in love's tomb Lay youth in its glory and hope in its bloom. At times she was filled with religious devotion,... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2842

Three Women - 5. In A Bare Little Room Of A Tenement Row Three Women - 5. In A Bare Little Room Of A Tenement Row

Three Women - 5. In A Bare Little Room Of A Tenement Row
V. In a bare little room of a tenement rowIn a bare little room of a tenement row Of the city, Maurice sat alone. It was so (In this nearness to life's darkest phases of grief And despair) that his own bitter woe found relief. Joy needs no companion; but sorrow and pain Long to comrade with sorrow. The flowery chain Flung by Pleasure about her gay votaries breaks With the least strain upon it. The chain sorrow makes Links heart unto heart. As a bullock will fly... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2344

Three Women - 4. The October Day Had Been Luscious And Fair Three Women - 4. The October Day Had Been Luscious And Fair

Three Women - 4. The October Day Had Been Luscious And Fair
IV. The October day had been luscious and fairThe October day had been luscious and fair Like a woman of thirty. A chill in the air As the sun faced the west spoke of frost lurking near. All day the Sound lay without motion, and clear As a mirror, and blue as a blond baby's eyes. A change in the tide brought a change to the skies. The bay stirred and murmured and parted its lips And breathed a long sigh for the lost lovely ships, That had gone with the Summer.... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 3110

Three Women - 3. Maurice Somerville From His Turreted Den Three Women - 3. Maurice Somerville From His Turreted Den

Three Women - 3. Maurice Somerville From His Turreted Den
III. Maurice Somerville from his turreted denMaurice Somerville from his turreted den Looked out of the window and laid down his pen. A soft salty wind from the water was blowing, Below in the garden sat Ruth with her sewing. And stretched on the grass at her feet Roger lay With a book in his hand. Through the ripe August day, Piped the Katydids' voices, Jack Frost's tally-ho Commanding Queen Summer to pack up and go. Maurice leaned his head on the casement and sighed, Strong and full in his heart... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2959

Three Women - 2. The Short-Sighted Minister Preached At Bay Bend Three Women - 2. The Short-Sighted Minister Preached At Bay Bend

Three Women - 2. The Short-Sighted Minister Preached At Bay Bend
II. The short-sighted minister preached at Bay BendThe short-sighted minister preached at Bay Bend His long-winded sermon quite through to the end, Unmindful there sat in the Somerville pew A stranger whose pale handsome countenance drew All eyes from his own reverend self; nor suspected What Ruth and her brother too plainly detected That the stranger was bored. "Though his gaze never stirred From the face of the preacher, his heart has not heard," Ruth said to herself; and her soft mother-eye Was fixed on his face with a look like a... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 1446

Three Women - 1. A Dull Little Station, A Man With The Eye Three Women - 1. A Dull Little Station, A Man With The Eye

Three Women - 1. A Dull Little Station, A Man With The Eye
I. A dull little station, a man with the eyeA dull little station, a man with the eye Of a dreamer; a bevy of girls moving by; A swift moving train and a hot Summer sun, The curtain goes up, and our play is begun. The drama of passion, of sorrow, of strife, Which always is billed for the theatre Life. It runs on forever, from year unto year, With scarcely a change when new actors appear. It is old as the world is--far older in truth, For the world is a... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2734

Three Women - My love is young, so young Three Women - My love is young, so young

Three Women - My love is young, so young
_My love is young, so young; Young is her cheek, and her throat, And life is a song to be sung With love the word for each note._ _Young is her cheek and her throat; Her eyes have the smile o' May. And love is the word for each note In the song of my life to-day._ _Her eyes have the smile o' May; Her heart is the heart of a dove, And the song of my life to-day... Poems - Post by : jorgemv - Date : May 2012 - Author : Ella Wheeler Wilcox - Read : 2622

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 4 Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 4

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 4
BOOK IV Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual air begot: Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot, While yet our England was a wolfish den; Before our forests heard the talk of men; Before the first of Druids was a child;-- Long didst thou sit amid our regions wild Rapt in a deep prophetic solitude. There came an eastern voice of solemn mood:--... Poems - Post by : smartgroup - Date : May 2012 - Author : John Keats - Read : 3514

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 3 Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 3

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 3
BOOK III There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away The comfortable green and juicy hay From human pastures; or, O torturing fact! Who, through an idiot blink, will see unpack'd Fire-branded foxes to sear up and singe Our gold and ripe-ear'd hopes. With not one tinge Of sanctuary splendour, not a sight Able to face an owl's, they still are dight... Poems - Post by : smartgroup - Date : May 2012 - Author : John Keats - Read : 1473

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 2 Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 2

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 2
BOOK II O sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through the mist of passed years: For others, good or bad, hatred and tears Have become indolent; but touching thine, One sigh doth echo, one poor sob doth pine, One kiss brings honey-dew from buried days. The woes of Troy, towers smothering o'er their blaze, Stiff-holden shields, far-piercing spears, keen blades, Struggling, and blood, and shrieks--all dimly fades 10... Poems - Post by : smartgroup - Date : May 2012 - Author : John Keats - Read : 1308

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 1 Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 1

Endymion: A Poetic Romance - Book 1
BOOK IA thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways... Poems - Post by : smartgroup - Date : May 2012 - Author : John Keats - Read : 2447