Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern — volume 5
Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient And Modern — volume 5
Mabie Hamilton Wright
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Looking at thy meaningful bright eyes Makes me always wonder, sweetest maiden, How for greater love they can be caring Than I feel. Oh, look at me, and love! Warmer than my heart, thou sweetest maiden, Heart in thy love never will be sharing. Listen to this rapture-reaching song! Fairer than my mouth, thou sweetest maiden, Mouth thy praise will never be declaring! AN EXCURSION INTO ARMENIA From the 'Thousand and One Days in the East' Now follow me into that blessed land wherein traditio...n places Paradise, and wherein I also placed it, until I found that it lay in thine eyes, thou, mine Edlitam! Follow me to the banks of the Senghi and Araxes, rich in bloom, sacredin tradition; where I sought for rest after long wandering in the mazesof a strange land, until I knew that rest is nowhere to be found but inone's own bosom; follow me into the gardens where Noah once planted thevine for his own enjoyment and heart's delight, and for the gladness ofall subsequent races of toiling men; follow me through the steepmountain-paths overhung with glaciers, to the arid table-lands ofArarat, where, clad in a garment red as blood, on his steed of nimblethigh, the wild Kurd springs along, with flashing glance and sunburntface, in his broad girdle the sharp dagger and long pistols of Damascus, and in his practiced hand the slender, death-slinging lance ofBagdad--where the nomad pitches his black tent, and with wife and childcowers round the fire that scares away the beasts of thewilderness--where caravans of camels and dromedaries wend their way, laden with the treasures of the Orient, and guided by watchful leadersin wide many-colored apparel--where the Tartar, eager for spoil, housesin hidden rocks, or in half-subterranean, rudely excavated huts; followme into the fruitful valleys, where the sons of Ha
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