The Light of Asia: Book the Second (Edwin Arnold Poems)
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
Round Rajagriha five fair hills arose,Guarding King Bimbas?ra's sylvan town:Baibh?ra green with lemon-grass and palms;Bipulla, at whose foot thin SarsutiSteals ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
Onward he passed, Exceeding sorrowful, seeing how men Fear so to die they are afraid to fear, ...
This reverence Lord Buddha kept to all his schoolmasters, Albeit beyond their learning taught; in speech Right ...
A weary waste of blank and barren land,A lonely, lonely sea of shifting sand,A golden furnace gleaming overhead,Scorching the blue ...
Thenceforth alone the long-armed monarch strode, Not looking back,--nay, not for Bhima's sake,--But walking with his face set ...
_Say Ar-Raheen! call Him "Compassionate,"_ _For He is pitiful to small and great_. 'Tis written ...
Pleasanter than the hills of Thessaly,Nearer and dearer to the poet's heartThan the blue ripple belting Salamis,Or long grass waving ...
Upon a day in Ramadan- When sunset brought an end of fast, And in his station every man ...
He who died at Azan sendsThis to comfort all his friends:Faithful friends! It lies, I know,Pale and white and cold ...
Upon Earth's lap there lay a pleasant land,With mountain, wood, and river beautified,And city-dotted. For the pleasant landThe icy North ...
Our name should be a name for hope to utter, A watchword for the chosen of the land;A bloodless nation-flag, ...
The shadows fall from the minster-wall, Where a weeping mother prayed,Resting the knee in her agony On the stone where ...
Rapt she stood!Beautiful—but so very,—very still,That but for some light quivering of her lip,And the quick tremble of her lifted ...
_He is sufficient, and He makes suffice; Praise thus again thy Lord, mighty and wise_. God is enough! ...
Ah, Blessed Lord! Oh, High Deliverer! Forgive this feeble script which doth Thee wrong Measuring with little wit ...
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