Letters on IndiaLongman, 1814 - 382 pàgines |
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Pàgina 63
... Firoze , which were dug to supply the city of Hissar Firozeh with water . The first of these passed from the Jumna to Sufedoon , a hunting palace , and thence to Hissar , and was one hundred and fourteen geo- graphical miles in length ...
... Firoze , which were dug to supply the city of Hissar Firozeh with water . The first of these passed from the Jumna to Sufedoon , a hunting palace , and thence to Hissar , and was one hundred and fourteen geo- graphical miles in length ...
Pàgina 64
... Firoze , by sanction of a decree of the Cauzees assembled for the purpose , levied a tenth of the produce of the lands fertilized by these canals , which he ap- plied , together with the revenue of the lands newly brought into ...
... Firoze , by sanction of a decree of the Cauzees assembled for the purpose , levied a tenth of the produce of the lands fertilized by these canals , which he ap- plied , together with the revenue of the lands newly brought into ...
Pàgina 138
... Firoze , which I mentioned to you before , on account of its canals . This country is parti- cularly interesting , as it contains the whole space marched over by Alexander , and the course of his fleet down the Hydaspes and Indus to the ...
... Firoze , which I mentioned to you before , on account of its canals . This country is parti- cularly interesting , as it contains the whole space marched over by Alexander , and the course of his fleet down the Hydaspes and Indus to the ...
Pàgina 151
... Firoze , and the tombs of the Alla o ' diens and the Toglucks . Throughout the East , a tomb is not , as with us , left neglected amid a crowd of others , where the bat " folds his dank wing " on the over - spreading yew , but placed in ...
... Firoze , and the tombs of the Alla o ' diens and the Toglucks . Throughout the East , a tomb is not , as with us , left neglected amid a crowd of others , where the bat " folds his dank wing " on the over - spreading yew , but placed in ...
Pàgina 206
... Firoze Shah Rocneddin . Firoze did not , however , long enjoy his dig- nity , for his sister Radiath'o'dien or Rizia , a lady of incomparable beauty and unbounded am- bition , having brought over the chief nobles to her party , exiled ...
... Firoze Shah Rocneddin . Firoze did not , however , long enjoy his dig- nity , for his sister Radiath'o'dien or Rizia , a lady of incomparable beauty and unbounded am- bition , having brought over the chief nobles to her party , exiled ...
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Pàgina 108 - Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Pàgina 99 - The Fiend looked up, and knew His mounted scale aloft : Nor more ; but fled Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.
Pàgina 366 - Heaven shall burst her starry gates again ! He comes! dread Brama shakes the sunless sky With murmuring wrath, and thunders from on high, Heaven's fiery horse, beneath his warrior form. Paws the light clouds, and gallops on the storm ! Wide waves his flickering sword ; his bright arms glow Like summer suns, and light the world below! Earth, and her trembling isles in Ocean's bed, Are shook ; and Nature rocks beneath his tread!
Pàgina 6 - Thus was this place, A happy rural seat of various view : Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm; Others whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable — Hesperian fables true, If true, here only — and of delicious taste.
Pàgina 83 - Artaxerxes' throne; To sage Philosophy next lend thine ear, From heaven descended to the low-roofed house Of Socrates, see there his tenement, Whom well inspired the oracle pronounced Wisest of men; from whose mouth issued forth Mellifluous streams that watered all the schools Of Academics old and new, with those Surnamed Peripatetics, and the sect Epicurean, and the Stoic severe...
Pàgina 131 - And a river went out of Eden to water the garden; and from thence it was parted, and became into four heads.
Pàgina 81 - Anchises then, in order, thus begun To clear those wonders to his godlike son: "Know, first, that heav'n, and earth's compacted frame, And flowing waters, and the starry flame, And both the radiant lights, one common soul Inspires and feeds — and animates the whole. This active mind, infus'd through all the space, Unites and mingles with the mighty mass.
Pàgina 79 - Who knows exactly, and who shall in this world declare, whence and why this creation took place ? The gods are subsequent to the production of this world: then who can know whence it proceeded ? or whence this varied world arose ? or whether it uphold [itself], or not ? He who, in the highest heaven, is the ruler of this universe, does indeed know; but not another can possess that knowledge.
Pàgina 143 - Ocean, here and there, a rock-hewn fane Resisted in its strength the surf and surge That on their deep foundations beat in vain. In solitude the Ancient Temples stood, Once resonant with instrument and song, And solemn dance of festive multitude ; Now, as the weary ages pass along, Hearing no voice save of the Ocean flood. Which roars for ever on the restless shores ; Or, visiting their solitary caves, The lonely sound of winds, that moan around Accordant to the melancholy waves.
Pàgina 314 - Achilles? (thus the phantom said:) Sleeps my Achilles, his Patroclus dead? Living, I seem'd his dearest, tenderest care, But now forgot, I wander in the air. Let my pale corse the rites of burial know, And give me entrance in the realms below: Till then the spirit finds no resting-place, But here and there the unbodied spectres chase The vagrant dead around the dark abode, Forbid to cross the irremeable flood.