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" Face, a rose ; and mouth, a rosebud ; form, a slender sapling — How shall I not be the slave of Princess such as thou art? Ne'er hath heart a beauty seen like her of graceful figure ; Joyous would I for yon charmer's eyebrow with my life part. "
An Ottoman Tragedy: History and Historiography at Play - Стр. vi
авторы: Gabriel Piterberg - 2003 - Страниц: 271
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Ottoman Poems: Translated Into English Verse in the Original Forms, with ...

Elias John Wilkinson Gibb - 1882 - Страниц: 348
...gibi scui Mu ^tinul invara. OON as I beheld thee, mazed and wildered grew my sad heart ; How shall I my love disclose to thee who tyrant dread art ? How...mouth, a rosebud; form, a slender sapling — How shall I not be the slave of Princess such as thou art? Ne'er hath heart a beauty seen like her of graceful...
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Ottoman Literature: The Poets and Poetry of Turkey

Elias John Wilkinson Gibb - 1901 - Страниц: 384
...gibi seni oldu gunul awara SOON as I beheld thee, mazed and wildered grew my sad heart ; How shall I my love disclose to thee who tyrant dread art ? How...a rosebud ; form, a slender sapling — How shall I not be the slave of Princess such as thou art? Ne'er hath heart a beauty seen like her of graceful...
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Universal Classics Library, Том 14

1901 - Страниц: 406
...gibi seni oldu gunul atvara SOON as I beheld thee, mazed and wildered grew my sad heart ; How shall I my love disclose to thee w.ho tyrant dread art ? How...a rosebud ; form, a slender sapling — How shall I not be the slave of Princess such as thou art? Ne'er hath heart a beauty seen like her of graceful...
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The Sacred Books and Early Literature of the East: With Historical Surveys ...

Charles Francis Horne - 1917 - Страниц: 440
...tears make wine then. GAZEL Soon as I beheld thee, mazed and wildered grew my sad heart ; How shall I my love disclose to thee who tyrant dread art? How...Torment Smitten hath my breast with deadly wounds by her eyelash dart? Face, a rose; and mouth, a rosebud; form, a slender sapling How shall I not be the slave...
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