Omar, the Tentmaker: A Romance of Old PersiaL. C. Page, 1898 - 355 pàgines |
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Agâ Zālým Agapê Agape's Alamût Allâh anderûn asked Omar Bagdâd beautiful brought būstân called caravan castle Circassian Court dagger danced with grace death delight diwân escape exclaimed eyes face faith father felt FitzGerald's paraphrase garden girl glowing graceful Greek hand Hasan ben Sabah Hasan ibn Ali hashish heart horse Ibrahîm Niyâl Imâm Irân Isfahân Islâm J. W. Kennedy jewels Kaliph Khurāsân knew library 12mo look maiden Malíkshāh Marv Mashad mind mountains Muhammád NATHAN HASKELL DOLE never Nishāpûr Nizâmu'l Nizâmu'l-Mulk Omar Khayyâm Omar's once Ostad palace palankin pavilion Persian poems poet Prince Kreiton province quatrains replied river rode rose rug-maker seemed Seljûk servant sheikh Shirîn Khānúm soul stood story strange suddenly Sultân sweet talk tell thee things thou thought throne Togrul Beg told took voice waiting Wazîr wine wise woman word young
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Pàgina 347 - The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes — or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two — is gone.
Pàgina 349 - I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answered, "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell...
Pàgina 79 - Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.
Pàgina 347 - Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate, And many a Knot unravel'd by the Road ; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
Pàgina 330 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Pàgina 329 - We are no other than a moving row Of Magic Shadow-shapes that come and go Round with the Sun-illumined Lantern held In Midnight by the Master of the Show...
Pàgina 259 - Tis but a Tent where takes his one day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest; The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash Strikes, and prepares it for another Guest.
Pàgina 94 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Pàgina 330 - But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Pàgina 317 - Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To flutter — and the Bird is on the Wing.