Reverie Of Mahomed Akram At The Tamarind Tank (Laurence Hope Poems)
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
Beloved! your hair was goldenAs tender tints of sunrise,As corn beside the River In softly varying hues.I loved you for your ...
This was the tale Sher Afzul told to me, While the spent camels bubbled on their knees,And ruddy camp-fires twinkled through ...
Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! From gloom and sorrow thou hast come forth,Thou who wast foolish, and sought ...
No others sing as you have sung Oh, Well Beloved of me!So glad you are, so lithe and young, As joyous as ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
Since, Oh, Beloved, you are not even faithful To me, who loved you so, for one short night,For one brief space ...
_Rose-colour_Rose Pink am I, the colour gleams and glows In many a flower; her lips, those tender doorsBy which, in time ...
The Desert sands are heated, parched and dreary, The tigers rend alive their quivering preyIn the near Jungle; here the kites ...
The listless Palm-trees catch the breeze above The pile-built huts that edge the salt Lagoon,There is no Breeze to cool the ...
Oh, come, Beloved, before my beauty fades, Pity the sorrow of my loneliness.I am a Rosebush that the Cypress shades, No sunbeams ...
I arise and go down to the River, and currents that come from the sea,Still fresh with the salt of ...
Alas! alas! this wasted NightWith all its Jasmin-scented air,Its thousand stars, serenely bright!I lie alone, and long for you,Long for ...
"And when the Summer Heat is great, And every hour intense, The Moghra, with its subtle flowers, Intoxicates the sense."The Coco palms stood ...
After the Hazara WarI lie alone beneath the Almond blossoms, Where we two lay together in the spring,And now, as then, ...
Who says I wrong thee, my half-opened rose?Little he knows of thee or me, or love.--I am so tender of ...
Beat on the Tom-toms, and scatter the flowers, Jasmin, Hibiscus, vermillion and white,This is the day, and the Hour of Hours, Bring ...
Ah, Wind, I have always loved thee Since those far off nightsWhen I lay beneath the vines A prey to strange delights,For ...
Softly the feathery Palm-trees fade in the violet Distance,Faintly the lingering light touches the edge of the sea,Sadly the Music ...
Sad is the Evening: all the level sand Lies left and lonely, while the restless sea,Tired of the green caresses of ...
At Kotri, by the river, when the evening's sun is low,The waving palm trees quiver, the golden waters glow,The shining ...
_Bridegroom_I give you my house and my lands, all golden with harvest;My sword, my shield, and my jewels, the spoils ...
You will be mine; those lightly dancing feet, Falling as softly on the careless streetAs the wind-loosened petals of a flower, Will ...
Beauty, the Gift of Gifts, I give to thee. Pleasure and love shall spring around thy feetAs through the lake the ...
Now is the season of my youth, Not thus shall I always be,Listen, dear Lord, thou too art young, Take thy pleasure ...
There are no days for me any more, for the dawn is dark with tears,There is no rest for me ...
How I loved you in your sleep,With the starlight on your hair!The touch of your lips was sweet,Aziza whom I ...
He loved the Plant with a keen delight, A passionate fervour, strange to see,Tended it ardently, day and night, Yet never a ...
I shall never forget you, never. Never escapeYour memory woven about the beautiful things of life.The sudden Thought of your Face ...
You are all that is lovely and light, Aziza whom I adore,And, waking, after the night, I am weary with dreams of ...
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