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Page 7
... Sweet lips whereon perpetually did reign The summer calm of golden charity ,
Were fixed shadows of thy fixed mood , Revered Isabel , the crown and head ,
The stately flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure lowlihead .
... Sweet lips whereon perpetually did reign The summer calm of golden charity ,
Were fixed shadows of thy fixed mood , Revered Isabel , the crown and head ,
The stately flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure lowlihead .
Page 11
And ever when the moon was low , And the shrill winds were up and away , In the
white curtain , to and fro , She saw the gusty shadow sway . But when the moon
was very low , And wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow of the poplar ...
And ever when the moon was low , And the shrill winds were up and away , In the
white curtain , to and fro , She saw the gusty shadow sway . But when the moon
was very low , And wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow of the poplar ...
Page 15
Thro ' light and shadow thou dost range , Sudden glances , sweet and strange ,
Delicious spites and darling angers , And airy forms of flitting change . Smiling ,
frowning , evermore , Thou art perfect in love - lore . Revealings deep and clear ...
Thro ' light and shadow thou dost range , Sudden glances , sweet and strange ,
Delicious spites and darling angers , And airy forms of flitting change . Smiling ,
frowning , evermore , Thou art perfect in love - lore . Revealings deep and clear ...
Page 19
... True Mussulman was I and sworn , For it was in the golden prime Of good
Haroun Alraschid . Anight my shallop , rustling thro ' The low and bloomed foliage
, drove The fragrant , glistening deeps , and clove The citron - shadows in the
blue ...
... True Mussulman was I and sworn , For it was in the golden prime Of good
Haroun Alraschid . Anight my shallop , rustling thro ' The low and bloomed foliage
, drove The fragrant , glistening deeps , and clove The citron - shadows in the
blue ...
Page 23
Thence thro ' the garden I was drawn — A realm of pleasance , many a mound ,
And many a shadow - chequer ' d lawn Full of the city ' s stilly sound , And deep
myrrh - thickets blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of ...
Thence thro ' the garden I was drawn — A realm of pleasance , many a mound ,
And many a shadow - chequer ' d lawn Full of the city ' s stilly sound , And deep
myrrh - thickets blowing round The stately cedar , tamarisks , Thick rosaries of ...
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