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A Tour to Sheeraz, by the Route of Kazroon and Feerozabad: With Various ...
Edward Scott Waring
No preview available - 1999
admired Afrasiab appear Arabs army Astrabad attack authority Bazar beauty brother Bushire Bussora called CHAPTER command commenced couplet custom death defeated despotic monarchy destroyed distance enemy escape eyes fate favour Firdousee force fortune fursukhs garden Ghuzls governor Hafiz Hajee Ibrahim Heaven hill horses India inhabitants Isphahan Jafir Khan Kashan Kazroon Khorasan king king's Kirman Kureem Khan Ky Kaoos Ky Khoosroo land Lootf Ulee Khan Mazenderan Moohummud Khan Mooslim Moosulman Muscat Nadir Shah Nearchus night obliged observed odes Persian language person piastres plunder poem poetry possess present prince Proclus Qoolee Khan received reign Roodavu Roostum Sadee Sadiq Khan Seeavush seldom sent Shah Namu Sheeraz Sheikh Sir William Jones Sohrab Soofee superior supposed Surae thing thousand throne treachery troops Tuhran Ubdool Uzeez Ukbur Khan Ulee Moorad Khan Vakeel verses wine Wuhabees Zohak Zukee Khan Zund
Page 155 - Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow; good grows with her. In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants; and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Page 154 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Page 251 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 169 - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 154 - This royal infant, (heaven still move about her !) Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness...
Page 232 - For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground ; yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Page 254 - ... lunacy) but in correcting the popular notion of it, and in contending, that it has no essence independent of mental perception, that existence and perceptibility are convertible terms, that external appearances and sensations are illusory, and would vanish into nothing, if the divine energy, which alone sustains them, were suspended but for a moment...
Page 18 - And level pavement. From the arched roof) Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.
Page 234 - Linquenda tellus et domus et placens Uxor, neque harum, quas colis, arborum Te praeter invisas cupressos Ulla brevem dominum sequetur.
Page 175 - Amidst the white of new-fall'n snow. Let her lips persuasion wear, In silence elegantly fair ; As if the blushing rivals strove, Breathing and inviting love Below her chin be sure to deck With every grace her polish'd neck ; While all that's pretty, soft and sweet In the swelling bosom meet. The rest in purple garments veil ; Her body, not her shape, conceal : Enough, the lovely work is done, The breathing paint will speak anon." I am. Sir, Your humble servant.