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" Tartars seize their destined prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow : Can all our tears, can all our sighs, New lustre to those charms impart ? Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes... "
The Dīvān - Page 43
by Ḥāfiẓ - 1891 - 1011 pages
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The Port Folio

Philadelphia (Pa.) - 1817 - 552 pages
...Tartars seize their destin'd prey. ' A vicite,l rtiby is a common periphrasis for wine, in the Persian In vain with love our bosoms glow; Can all our tears,...roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest dyes. Require the borrow'd gloss of art? Speak not of fate — ah! change the theme, And talk of odours,...
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The Port Folio

Philadelphia (Pa.) - 1813 - 706 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destined prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow; Can all our tears,...living roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest die╗, Require the borrowed gloss of art? Speak not of fate — ah! change the theme, And talk of odours,...
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The Port folio, by Oliver Oldschool

700 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their dcsyned prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow; Can all our tears,...all our sighs New lustre to those charms impart? Can checks where living roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest dies, Require the borrowed gloss of...
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The Literary Magazine, and American Register, Volume 3

Charles Brockden Brown - American literature - 1805 - 500 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow : Can all our tears,...can all our sighs, New lustre to those charms impart ¤ Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borro w'd...
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Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Volume 3

Robert Southey - English poetry - 1807 - 498 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destined prey, In vain with love our bosoms glow: Can all our tears,...roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow 'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate: — ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours,...
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Selection of Poems ...

Poetry - 1808 - 506 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wonted soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...can all our sighs New lustre to those charms impart f Can cheeks, where living roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd...
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Specimens of the British poets, Volume 2

British poets - English poetry - 1809 - 526 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest; As Tartars seiae their destin'd prey, In vain with love our bosoms glow : Can all our tears,...roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate :— ah f change the theme, And talk of odours,...
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Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin - Ballads, English - 1810 - 414 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours,...
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English Minstrelsy: Being a Selection of Fugitive Poetry from the ..., Volume 1

Walter Scott - English poetry - 1810 - 308 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears,...roses blow, Where nature spreads her richest dyes, Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : — ah ! change the And talk of odours, talk...
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Essays on Song-writing: With a Collection of Such English Songs as are Most ...

John Aikin, Robert Harding Evans - Ballads, English - 1810 - 508 pages
...glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey. In vain with love our bosoms glow ; Can all our tears, can all our sighs, New luslre to those charms impart ? Can cheeks where living roses blow, Where Nature spreads her richest...
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