| Benjamin Silliman, Samuel Lorenzo Knapp - 1802 - 166 pągines
...he doubtfully expects thy approach ; and timidly looks on the path, which thou muft tread. O friend, haftily caft over thee thy azure mantle, and run to...gloomy bower. The reward of thy fpeed, O thou, who fparklcll, like lightning, will be to flit tie on the blue . bofom of MURARI ; which refembles a vernal... | |
| Benjamin Silliman, Samuel Lorenzo Knapp - 1802 - 160 pągines
...thee thy azure mantle, and run to the gloomy bower. The reward of thy fpeed, O thou, who fparklell, like lightning, will be to mine on the blue bofom...MURARI ; which refembles a vernal cloud, decked with a firing of pearls, like a flock of white water-birds fluttering in the air. The bright beamed God finks... | |
| Benjamin Silliman, Samuel Lorenzo Knapp - 1802 - 166 pągines
...thy approach ; and timidly looks on the path, which thou muft tread. O friend, haftily caft over thce thy azure mantle, and run to the gloomy bower. The reward of thy fpecd, O thou, who fparkleil, like lightning, will be to mine on the blue bofom of MURARI ; which refembles... | |
| William Jones - 1807 - 468 pągines
...he doubtfully expects thy apf proach, and timidly looks on the path which ' thou muft tread. Leave behind thee, O friend, * the ring which tinkles on...ankle, * when thou fporteft in the dance : haftily cafl * over thee thy azure mantle, and run to the ' gloomy bower. The reward of thy fpeed, O * thou... | |
| James Tod - 1920 - 1460 pągines
...breathes over the banks of Yamuna, and there pronouncing thy name, he modulates his divine reed. Leave behind thee, O friend, the ring which tinkles on thy delicate ankle when thou sportest in the dance. Cast over thee thy azure mantle and run to the shady bower." But Radha, too... | |
| William Jones - 1993 - 468 pągines
...he doubtfully expects thy ap' proach, and timidly looks on the path which ' thou muft tread. Leave behind thee, O friend, * the ring which tinkles on...mantle, and run to the ' gloomy bower. The reward of thy fpt-eJ, O * thou who fparkleft like lightning, will be to * fhine on the blue bofom of MURA'RI, which... | |
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