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 ...
Oh, unforgotten and only lover, Many years have swept us apart,But none of the long dividing seasons Slay your memory in my ...
Beloved! your hair was goldenAs tender tints of sunrise,As corn beside the River In softly varying hues.I loved you for your ...
The tropic day's redundant charms Cool twilight soothes away,The sun slips down behind the palms And leaves the landscape grey. I want to ...
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" ...
Along the hot and endless road, Calm and erect, with haggard eyes,The prisoner bore his fetters' load Beneath the scorching, azure skies.Serene ...
I arise and go down to the River, and currents that come from the sea,Still fresh with the salt of ...
After the Hazara WarI lie alone beneath the Almond blossoms, Where we two lay together in the spring,And now, as then, ...
Oh, Masters, you who rule the world, Will you not wait with me awhile,When swords are sheathed and sails are furled, And ...
Oh, Masters, you who rule the world, Will you not wait with me awhile,When swords are sheathed and sails are furled, And ...
Who says I wrong thee, my half-opened rose?Little he knows of thee or me, or love.--I am so tender of ...
I hate this City, seated on the Plain, The clang and clamour of the hot Bazar,Knowing, amid the pauses of my ...
Softly the feathery Palm-trees fade in the violet Distance,Faintly the lingering light touches the edge of the sea,Sadly the Music ...
Who does not feel desire unending To solace through his daily strife,With some mysterious Mental Blending, The hungry loneliness of life?Until, by ...
Drifting, drifting down the River, Tawny current and foam-flecked tide,Sorrowful songs of lonely boatmen, Mournful forests on either side.Thine are the outcrops' ...
Death and Famine on every side And never a sign of rain,The bones of those who have starved and died Unburied upon ...
On the wooden deck of the wooden Junk, silent, alone, we lie,With silver foam about the bow, and a silver ...
There is one God: Mahomed his Prophet. Had I his powerI would take the topmost peaks of the snow-clad Himalayas,And would ...
I was sold to the Rao of Ilore, Slender and tall was he.When his litter carried him down the street I peeped ...
He lurks among the reeds, beside the marsh, Red oleanders twisted in His hair,His eyes are haggard and His lips are ...
IWho was it held that Love was soothing or sweet?Mine is a painful fire, at its whitest heat.Who said that ...
Syed Amir is dead, and his numerous foesAre hushed in a breathless awe of amazed relief.The hearts of his friends ...
She is glad to receive your turquoise ring, Dear and dark-eyed Lover of mine!I, to have given you everything: Beauty maddens the ...
The singer only sang the Joy of Life, For all too well, alas! the singer knewHow hard the daily toil, how ...
Thou hast no wealth, nor any pride of power, Thy life is offered on affection's altar.Small sacrifices claim thee, hour by ...
Give me your self one hour; I do not crave For any love, or even thought, of me.Come, as a Sultan ...
The scarlet flower, with never a sister leaf, Stemless, springs from the edge of the Cactus-thorn:Thus from the ragged wounds of ...
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