Tales from the Arabic — Volume 03 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 85 pages of information about Tales from the Arabic — Volume 03.

Tales from the Arabic — Volume 03 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 85 pages of information about Tales from the Arabic — Volume 03.

O amir of justice, be kind to thy subjects, iii. 24. 
O friends, the East wind waxeth, the morning draweth near, iii. 123. 
O friends, the tears flow ever, in mockery of my pain, iii. 116. 
O hills of the sands and the rugged piebald plain, iii. 20. 
O thou that blamest me for my heart and railest at my ill, ii. 101. 
O thou that questionest the lily of its scent, ii. 256. 
O son of Simeon, give no ear to other than my say, iii. 36. 
O’er all the fragrant flowers that be I have the pref’rence aye, ii. 235. 
O’erbold art thou in that to me, a stranger, thou hast sent, iii. 83. 
Oft as my yearning waxeth, my heart consoleth me, ii. 228. 
One of the host am I of lovers sad and sere, ii. 252.

Pease on thee!  Would our gaze might light on thee once more! ii. 89. 
Peace on you, people of my troth!  With peace I do you greet, ii. 224.

Quoth I (and mine a body is of passion all forslain), iii. 81.

Rail not at the vicissitudes of Fate, ii. 219. 
Ramazan in my life ne’er I fasted, nor e’er, i. 49.

Say, by the lightnings of thy teeth and thy soul’s pure desire, iii. 19. 
She comes in a robe the colour of ultramarine, iii. 190. 
Sherik ben Amrou, what device avails the hand of death to stay? i. 204. 
Some with religion themselves concern and make it their business all, i. 48. 
Still by your ruined camp a dweller I abide, ii. 209. 
Still do I yearn, whilst passion’s fire flames in my liver are, iii. 111

The absent ones’ harbinger came us unto, iii. 153. 
The billows of thy love o’erwhelm me passing sore, ii. 226. 
The crown of the flow’rets am I, in the chamber of wine, ii. 224. 
The Merciful dyed me with that which I wear, ii. 245. 
The season of my presence is never at an end, ii. 246. 
The two girls let me down from fourscore fathoms’ height, i. 49. 
The zephyr’s sweetness on the coppice blew, ii. 235. 
They have departed, but the steads yet full of them remain, ii. 239. 
They have shut out thy person from my sight, iii. 43. 
Thou that the dupe of yearning art, how many a melting wight, iii. 86. 
Thou that wast absent from my stead, yet still with me didst bide, iii. 46. 
Thy haters say and those who malice to thee bear, iii. 8. 
Thy letter reached me; when the words thou wrot’st therein I read, iii. 84. 
Thy loss is the fairest of all my heart’s woes, iii. 43. 
Thy presence honoureth us and we, i. 13. 
To his beloved one the lover’s heart’s inclined, iii. 22. 
’Twere better and meeter thy presence to leave, ii. 85. 
’Twere fitter and better my loves that I leave, i. 26.

Unto its pristine lustre your land returned and more, iii. 132. 
Unto me the whole world’s gladness is thy nearness and thy sight, iii. 15. 
Upon the parting day our loves from us did fare, iii. 114.

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