 Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play : Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless...  Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance - Pàgina 179per Thomas Moore - 1842 - 278 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1817 - 560 pàgines
...again! Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit.) louk'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play:— Though...glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, tliat have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite'. Encounter morning's glorious rays.... | |
 | 1817 - 576 pàgines
...out again ! ' Yet •<- Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit, ) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's...Encounter morning's glorious rays. ' But hark ! the vesper-call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, From SYRIA'S... | |
 | 1817 - 708 pàgines
...remorse. " Yet tranquil now, that man of crime {As if the balmy evening time Softened his spirit) looked, and lay Watching the rosy infant's play :— Though...that unclouded joyous gaze, As torches, that have burned all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays. 'But, hark... | |
 | 1817 - 694 pàgines
...remorse. " Yet tranquil now, that man of crime (As if the balmy evening time Softened his spirit) looked, and lay Watching the rosy infant's play : — Though...its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, A* torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 pàgines
...man of crime, (As if the balmy evening lime Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay, Watching the rns'j infant's play : — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurjd glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 492 pàgines
...Fell on the boy'«, il» lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that bare burut all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays. At this instant the ' vesper call of prayer' is heard. The child kneels and offers up his pure orisons... | |
 | 1818 - 590 pàgines
...resting from some unhallowed toil, with the stamp of all evil passions and evil deeds on his face. * Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the...Encounter morning's glorious rays. * But hark ! the vesper-call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, From SYRIA'S... | |
 | 1818 - 798 pàgines
...Mercy weeps them out again ! Yet tranquil now that man of crime, (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit,) look'd and lay. Watching the rosy infant's play :— Though, still, whene'er hie eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches,... | |
 | Friedrich Johann Jacobsen - 1820 - 796 pàgines
...tliat man of crime, (,4s if the balmy evening time Softened his spirit,) looked and lay, fVatching the rosy infant's play: — Though still , whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's , ils lurid glance Met that unclouded joyous gase, As tarches , that liavc burned all night Through... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 422 pàgines
...mercy weeps them out again ! Yet tranquil now that man of crime (As if the balmy evening time Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay, Watching the rosy infant's...Encounter morning's glorious rays. . But hark ! the vesper-call to prayer, As slow the orb of day-light sets, Is rising sweetly on the air, . From SYRIA'S... | |
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