Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám: And the Salámán and Ábsál of JámíBernard Quaritch, 1879 - 112 pagina's |
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Akbar Allah Akbar allah illá llah answer'd Arab Aristo awhile Baghdad Beauty blow bosom Calcutta Camel Canaan clay Crown Damascus Darkness Dervish Desert Divine Door drink Dust Earth Fantom Fate Father Flower foot Garden Glory Gnostic golden grew Háfiz hand harp Hasan heart Heaven Herát hither honour Imám Intelligences Jám Jámí Jámí's Jamshyd jewel Khorasan KHUSRAU King Kurán lifted Light lips living Lord Love Lover Lucretius Mahmúd MAJNUN Malik Shah Master Mesopotamia Moon Morning Mountain Muezzin Muhammad rasúluhu Mystical Naishápúr Night Nightingale Oh Thou Omar Khayyám Omar's once Oriental Pantheism Paradise Persepolis Persian PLEIADES Poem Poet Potter Prophets Quatrain return'd reveal'd Rose Rubáiyát SAGE SALÁMÁN AND ABSÁL sate says Sheikh SHÍRÍN Song Soul Story Súfi Sultan sweet Takhallus tells thee thine Throne TO-MORROW turn'd veil Verse Voice Wine Wise word World ww ww Yusuf and Zulaikha ZUHRAH ZULAIKHA
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Pagina 4 - Some for the Glories of this World; and some Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come; Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum! Look to the blowing Rose about us — "Lo, Laughing...
Pagina 4 - 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!
Pagina 7 - Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend ; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End...
Pagina 2 - And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before The Tavern shouted: 'Open then the Door! You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
Pagina 3 - Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say; Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? And this first Summer month that brings the Rose Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.
Pagina 18 - 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.
Pagina 22 - Ne'er a peevish Boy Would break the Bowl from which he drank in joy; And He that with his hand the Vessel made Will surely not in after Wrath destroy.' LXXXVI After a momentary silence spake Some Vessel of a more ungainly Make; 'They sneer at me for leaning all awry: What! did the Hand then of the Potter shake?
Pagina 30 - The Palace that to Heav'n his pillars threw, And Kings the forehead on his threshold drew — I saw the solitary Ringdove there, And ' Coo, coo, coo,' she cried ; and
Pagina 6 - And we, that now make merry in the Room They left, and Summer dresses in new bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom?
Pagina 28 - The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose : And on old Hyems' chin and icy crown, An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.