 | C. P. Bronson - 1873 - Страниц: 348
...O'er coral rocks and amber beds ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood ;...with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers. N "• ' Land of the Sun ! What foot invades Thy Pagoda and thy pillar' d shades, — Thy cavern-shrines,... | |
 | Casket - 1873 - Страниц: 874
...with gold beneath their tides; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood— the smell of death Came recking from those spicy bowers, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his tuint with every breath... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1875 - Страниц: 660
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's paradise ; But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood; the...Thy cavern shrines, and idol stones, Thy monarchs ami their thousand thrones ? 'Tis he of Gazna: 3 fierce in wrath He comes, and India's diadems Lie... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1875 - Страниц: 240
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood, —...with every breath Upwafted from the innocent flowers. Laud of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy pagods and thy pillared shades, — ' Thy cavern shrines, and... | |
 | John Swain (Writer of Verse.) - 1877 - Страниц: 436
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood —...the Sun ! what foot invades • Thy pagods and thy pillarM shades — • Thy cavern shrines, and idol stones, Thy monarchs and their thousand thrones... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1877 - Страниц: 202
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood —...innocent flowers ! Land of the Sun ! what foot invades m Thy pagods and thy pillarM shades — Thy cavern shrines, and idol stones, Thy monarchs and their... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1879 - Страниц: 556
...Indian land, whose sandal groves and bowers of spice might be a Peri's Paradise ! but, crimson now, its rivers ran with human blood — the smell of death...with every breath upwafted from the innocent flowers ! — Averse, the Peri turns her gaze, and, through the war-field's bloody haze, beholds a youthful... | |
 | Thomas Moore, John Francis Waller - 1879 - Страниц: 572
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bow'rs of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bow'rs, And man, the sacrifice of man, Mingled his taint with ev'ry breath Upwafted from the innocent... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1880 - Страниц: 642
...with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ! But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood —...innocent flowers. Land of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy Pagodt and thy pillared shades— Thy cavern shrines, and Idol stones. Thy Monarchs and their thousand... | |
 | James Talboys Wheeler - 1881 - Страниц: 332
...and the Peri " in "LallaRookh":— " Land, of the Sun ! what foot invades Thy pagods and thy pillar'd shades — Thy cavern shrines and idol stones, Thy monarchs and their thousand thrones ? Tis he of Ghuzni : fierce in wrath, He comes, and India's diadems Lie scatter' d in his ruinous path. Hi* blood-hounds... | |
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Whose rivulets are like rich brides, Lovely, with gold beneath their tides ; Whose sandal groves and bowers of spice Might be a Peri's Paradise ' But crimson now her rivers ran With human blood — the smell of death Came reeking from those spicy bowers,... 
