Thalaba the Destroyer, Volum 2

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1809
 

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Pàgina 245 - 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.
Pàgina 67 - 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...
Pàgina 245 - I had suffered in the first instance, and the second, and the third, and the fourth, and the fifth ; and...
Pàgina 88 - Yet was it so wonderously thin, That, save when it shone in the light, You might look for it closely in vain. The youth sate watching it, And she observed his wonder, And then again she spake, And still her speech was song ; ' 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...
Pàgina 89 - And round and round his right hand, And round and round his left, He wound the thread so fine. And then again the Woman spake, And still her speech was song, " Now thy strength, O Stranger, strain! Now then break the slender chain.
Pàgina 176 - I can remember, with unsteady feet Tottering from room to room, and finding pleasure In flowers, and toys, and sweetmeats, things which long Have lost their power to please ; which, when I see them, Raise only now a melancholy wish, I were the little trifler once again Who could be pleased so lightly I Then you know not Your Father's art ? LAILA.
Pàgina 95 - God! 1 acknowledge that Mohammed is the Prophet of God! come to prayer! come to prayer! come to the temple of salvation. Great God! great God! there is no God except God...
Pàgina 12 - Perch'd in the rosier by, so richly toned, That never from that most melodious bird, Singing a love-song to his brooding mate, Did Thracian shepherd by the grave Of Orpheus hear a sweeter melody, Though there the Spirit of the Sepulchre All his own power infuse, to swell The incense that he loves.
Pàgina 86 - 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. She bade him welcome with a smile, And still continued spinning, And singing as she spun. The thread the woman drew Was finer than the silkworm's, Was finer than the gossamer ; The song she sung was low and sweet, But Thalaba knew not the words.

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