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Amreeta appear arms Asoors Baly bear beautiful behold beneath blessed bright called chariot City cloud coming cried Curse darkness death deep delight divine dread Earth eight Ereenia fair fall Fate Father fear feet fire flame force Gate Glendoveer Golden hand hath head hear heart Heaven heavenly hope hour human idol immortal Kailyal Kehama King Ladurlad laid leave light living Lord Maid mighty mind mortal mountain natural never night o'er Ocean once Padalon pain raging Rajah regions replied rise rock rose round seat seek seem'd seen Seeva shore side sight silent sleep Soors soul sound Spirit spread stand stone stood stream strong temple thee things thou thought thousand throne trees voice waves wide wild wind wonder World Yamen
Strana 4 - Some on the lower boughs which crossed their way, Fixing their bearded fibres round and round, With many a ring and wild contortion wound; Some to the passing wind, at times, with sway Of gentle motion swung; Others, of younger growth...
Strana 120 - They too in darkness enter'd on their way ; But far before the car, A glow, as of a fiery furnace light, Fill'd all before them. 'Twas a light which made Darkness itself appear A thing of comfort, and the sight, dismay'd, Shrunk inward from the molten atmosphere.
Strana 46 - It was a Garden still beyond all price, Even yet it was a place of Paradise ; For where the mighty Ocean could not spare, There had he with his own creation, Sought to repair his work of devastation. And here were coral bowers, And grots of madrepores, And banks of sponge, as soft and fair to eye As e'er was mossy bed Whereon the Wood Nymphs lie With languid limbs in summer's sultry hours.
Strana 165 - Free from solicitude for dress; ' How best to bind my flowing hair * With art, yet with an artless air * (My hair, like musk in scent and hue ; ' Oh ! blacker far and sweeter too) ; ' In what nice braid or glossy curl ' To fix a diamond or a pearl, ' And where to smooth the love-spread toils ' With nard or jasmin's fragrant oils...
Strana 10 - From his forgetful hold the plane-branch drops, Reverent he kneels, and lifts his rational eyes To her as if in prayer ; And when she pours her angel voice in song Entranced he listens to the thrilling notes, Till his strong temples, bathed with sudden dews, Their fragrance of delight and love diffuse.
Strana 131 - Two forms inseparable in unity Hath Yamen ; even as with hope or fear The Soul regardeth him doth he appear; For hope and fear At that dread hour, from ominous conscience spring, And err not in their bodings. Therefore some, They who polluted with offences come, Behold him as the King Of Terrors, black of aspect, red of eye, Reflecting back upon the sinful mind, Heighten'd with vengeance, and with wrath divine, Its own inborn deformity.
Strana 192 - Except the first cause, whatever may appear, and may not appear in the mind, know that to be the mind's maya (or delusion) as light and darkness. " ' As the first elements are in various beings, entering, yet not entering (that is, pervading, not destroying), thus am I in them, yet not in them.
Strana 208 - Asoors, a continual stream of fire, and smoke, and wind ; which ascending in thick clouds replete with lightning, it began to rain down upon the heavenly bands, who were already fatigued with their labour...
Strana 4 - Twas a fair scene wherein they stood, A green and sunny glade amid the wood, And in the midst an aged Banian grew. It was a goodly sight to see That venerable tree, For o'er the lawn, irregularly spread. Fifty straight columns propt its lofty head ; And many a long depending shoot, Seeking to strike its root, Straight like a plummet, grew towards the ground.
Strana 44 - Those streets which never, since the days of yore, By human footstep had been visited, — Those streets which never more A human foot shall tread, — Ladurlad trod. In sunlight and sea-green, The thousand Palaces were seen Of that proud City, whose superb abodes Seemed reared by Giants for the immortal Gods. How silent and how beautiful they stand, Like things of Nature ! the eternal rocks Themselves not firmer.