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 ...
Ah, what hast thou done with that Lover of mine? The Lover who only cared for thee?Mine for a handful of ...
Whether I loved you who shall say?Whether I drifted down your wayIn the endless River of Chance and Change,And you ...
Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! From gloom and sorrow thou hast come forth,Thou who wast foolish, and sought ...
Listen, Beloved, the Casurinas quiver, Each tassel prays the wind to set it free,Hark to the frantic sobbing of the river, Wild ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
At night, when Passion's ebbing tide Left bare the Sands of Truth,Yasmini, resting by my side, Spoke softly of her youth."And one" ...
The listless Palm-trees catch the breeze above The pile-built huts that edge the salt Lagoon,There is no Breeze to cool the ...
I arise and go down to the River, and currents that come from the sea,Still fresh with the salt of ...
"This is no time for saying 'no'" Were thy last words to me,And yet my lips refused the kiss They might have ...
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 ...
Who does not feel desire unending To solace through his daily strife,With some mysterious Mental Blending, The hungry loneliness of life?Until, by ...
Love, let me thank you for this! Now we have drifted apart,Wandered away from the sea,-- For the fresh touch of your ...
You will be mine; those lightly dancing feet, Falling as softly on the careless streetAs the wind-loosened petals of a flower, Will ...
Do you ever think of me? you who died Ere our Youth's first fervour chilled,With your soft eyes and your pulses ...
Why above others was I so blessed And honoured? to be chosen oneTo hold you, sleeping, against my breast, As now I ...
The tremulous morning is breaking Against the white waste of the sky,And hundreds of birds are awaking In tamarisk bushes hard by.I, ...
Nay, not to-night;--the slow, sad rain is falling Sorrowful tears, beneath a grieving sky,Far off a famished jackal, faintly calling, Renders the ...
The daylight is dying,The Flying fox flying, Amber and amethyst burn in the sky.See, the sun throws a late,Lingering, roseate Kiss to ...
The singer only sang the Joy of Life, For all too well, alas! the singer knewHow hard the daily toil, how ...
The youthful swimmers come up on the beach, Naked and fresh from the kiss of the sea,I hear the sound of ...
Farewell, Aziz, it was not mine to fold you Against my heart for any length of days.I had no loveliness, alas, ...
I see your red-gold hair and know How white the hidden skin must be,Though sun-kissed face and fingers showThe fervour of ...
Just at the time when Jasmins bloom, most sweetly in the summer weather,Lost in the scented Jungle gloom, one sultry ...
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