Egeria sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.
Egeria sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.
Dreams the sources of action, the meeting and the end, a resting-place among the flight of things.
Then We destroyed those who were stronger than these in prowess, and the case of the ancients has gone before, And if you should ask them, Who created the heavens and the earth they would most certainly say The Mighty, the Knowing One, has created them He Who made the earth a resting-place for you, and made in it ways for you that you may go aright And He Who sends down water from the cloud according to a measure, then We raise to life thereby a dead country, even thus shall you be brought forth And He Who created pairs of all things, and made for you of the ships and the cattle what you ride on, That you may firmly sit on their backs, then remember the favor of your Lord when you are firmly seated thereon, and say Glory be to Him Who made this subservient to us and we were not able to do it And surely to our Lord we must return.
In that temple of silence and reconciliation where the enmities of twenty generations lie buried, in the great Abbey which has during many ages afforded a quiet resting-place to those whose minds and bodies have been shattered by the contentions of the Great Hall.
Did We not create you from contemptible water Then We placed it in a secure resting-place, Till an appointed term, So We proportion it-- how well are We at proportioning (things).
And say The truth is from your Lord, so let him who please believe, and let him who please disbelieve surely We have prepared for the iniquitous a fire, the curtains of which shall encompass them about and if they cry for water, they shall be given water like molten brass which will scald their faces evil the drink and ill the resting-place.
The dwellers of the garden shall on that day be in a better abiding-place and a better resting-place.
All the seasons run their race In this quiet resting-place Peach, and apricot, and fig Here will ripen, and grow big Here is store and overplus - More had not Alcinous.
And certainly We created man of an extract of clay, Then We made him a small seed in a firm resting-place, Then We made the seed a clot, then We made the clot a lump of flesh, then We made (in) the lump of flesh bones, then We clothed the bones with flesh, then We caused it to grow into another creation, so blessed be Allah, the best of the creators.
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