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, ...
Oh! was there ever tale of human loveWhich was not also tale of human tears?Died not sweet Desdemona? sorrowed notFair, ...
With fierce noons beaming, moons of glory gleaming, Full conduits streaming, where fair bathers lie, With sunsets ...
_Say Ar-Raheen! call Him "Compassionate,"_ _For He is pitiful to small and great_. 'Tis written ...
Upon a day in Ramadan- When sunset brought an end of fast, And in his station every man ...
Poet.Beautiful silver-winged spirits of good,That hide in the leaves of the loneliest wood;Green-kirtled fairies whom none may seeBut the soul ...
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 ...
The Musmee has brown-velvet eyes, Curtained with satin, sleepily; You wonder if those lids would rise The newest, strangest sight ...
They tell of Arab maidens, who with singing low and sweetCan tame the green and crested snake to cower at ...
The shadows fall from the minster-wall, Where a weeping mother prayed,Resting the knee in her agony On the stone where ...
Blossom of the almond trees,April's gift to April's bees,Birthday ornament of Spring,Flora's fairest daughterling;Coming when no flowerets dareTrust the cruel ...
Calepon to mh filhsaiAh! not to love is sad and hard, And yet to love is heavy pain;But harder, heavier ...
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