The Curse of Kehama, Volume 2

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1812

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Page 110 - Arched the long passage ; onward as they ride, With stronger glare, the light around them spread, And lo ! the regions dread, The World of Woe before them, opening wide.
Page 9 - 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.
Page 110 - Twas a light which made Darkness itself appear A thing of comfort ; and the sight, dismayed, Shrunk inward from the molten atmosphere.
Page 8 - Trampling his path through wood and brake, And canes which crackling fall before his way, And tassel-grass, whose silvery feathers play, O'ertopping the young trees, On comes the Elephant, to slake His thirst at noon in yon pellucid springs. Lo ! from his trunk upturn'd, aloft he flings The grateful shower, and now Plucking the broad-leaved bough Of yonder plane, with wavy motion slow, Fanning the languid air, He moves it to and fro.
Page 42 - 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. Here, too, were living flowers, Which, like a bud compacted, Their purple cups contracted; And now in open blossom spread, Stretched, like green anthers, many a seeking head.
Page 153 - I confess, 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...
Page 42 - 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.
Page 205 - They now pull forth the serpent's head repeatedly, and as often let it go; whilst there issued from his mouth, thus violently drawing to and fro by the Soors and...
Page 10 - Well might they thus adore that heavenly Maid ! For never Nymph of Mountain, Or Grove, or Lake, or Fountain, With a diviner presence fill'd the shade. No idle ornaments deface Her natural grace, Musk-spot...
Page 40 - 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.

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