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ALDABELLA ANGELO Anne Boleyn Asiatic Researches Ayodhya behold Bhima's BIANCA birds blameless bliss Bopp Brahmin breath cast charioteer cold curse Damayanti DANDOLO dark daughter death deed deep dice dost doth dread DUKE dwell e'en eyes FALSETTO Fazio fire GARDINER gazed gentle gods Grace grief guilty hand hath hear heard heart Heaven holy honour Indra Kali Kesinia king Nala lady LADY ROCHFORD lips live lord of earth MAGDALENE Mahabharat Mark Smeaton Meghaduta Menu mighty monarch mother Nala ne'er Nishadha's king noble o'er palace PHILARIO Pushkara QUEEN raja Ramayana rich ROCHFORD royal sage shalt Sir Henry Norreys Sir William Kingston sire smile sorrow soul spake speak spirit steeds Stephen Gardiner sweet thee There's thine thou hast thou wilt thou'rt thought thyself truth Twas Vahuca Vedas Vidarbha's voice weep wife wild Wilson WILTSHIRE words wretched Yakshas youth
Page 339 - But as the days of Noe were, so shall also the coming of the Son of man be. For as in the days that were before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying, and giving in marriage, until the day that Noe entered into the ark, and knew not, until the flood came, and took them all away ; so shall also ' the coming of the Son of man be.
Page 307 - Never to recede from combat, to protect the people, and to honour the priests, is the highest duty of kings and ensures their felicity. 89. Those rulers of the earth, who, desirous of defeating each other, exert their utmost strength in battle, without ever averting their faces, ascend after death directly to heaven.
Page 72 - Of those thy myriad barks mak'st passing music : — Oh ! thou great silent city, with thy spires And palaces, where I was once the greatest, The happiest — I, whose presence made a tumult In all your wondering streets and jocund marts : — But most of all, thou cool and twilight air, That art a rapture to the breath ! The slave, The beggar, the most base down-trodden outcast, The plague-struck livid wretch...
Page 244 - Many a hill and many a cavern — many a bright and wondrous stream, Saw king Bhima's wandering daughter — as she sought her husband lost. Long she roamed her weary journey — Damayanti with sweet smile, Lo, a caravan of merchants — elephants, and steeds, and cars, And beyond, a pleasant river — with its waters cool and clear. 'Twas a...
Page 330 - By censuring his preceptor, though justly, he will be born an ass ; by falsely defaming him, a dog ; by using his goods without leave, a small worm ; by envying his merit, a larger insect or reptile.
Page 165 - Twas with the old rich senator — him — him — him — The man with a brief name : 'twas gaming, dicing, Riotously drinking. — Oh it was not there ; 'Twas any where but there— or if it was, Why like a sly and creeping adder sting me With thy black tidings ? — Nay, nay : good my friend ; Here's money for those harsh intemperate words.
Page 124 - With tatter'd remnants of a money-bag, Through cobwebs and thick dust I spied his face, Like some dry wither-boned anatomy, Through a huge chest-lid, jealously and scantily Uplifted, peering upon coin and jewels, Ingots and wedges, and broad bars of gold, Upon whose lustre the wan light shone muddily, As though the New World had outrun the Spaniard, And emptied all its mines in that coarse hovel. His ferret eyes gloated as wanton o'er them, As a gross Satyr on a sleeping Nymph ; And then, as he heard...
Page 297 - Himavan its loftiest peak. There at length it came, and smiling — thus the fish addressed the sage : To the peak of Himalaya, bind thou now thy stately ship." At the fish's mandate quickly — to the peak of Himavan Bound the sage his bark, and ever — to this day, that loftiest peak, Bears the name of Manhubandhan — from the binding of the bark.