Letters of Shahcoolen: A Hindu Philosopher, Residing in Philadelphia; to His Friend El Hassan, an Inhabitant of DelhiRussell and Cutler, 1802 - 152 pages |
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Letters of Shahcoolen: A Hindu Philosopher, Residing in Philadelphia; to His ... Benjamin Silliman,Samuel Lorenzo Knapp Affichage du livre entier - 1802 |
Letters of Shahcoolen: A Hindu Philosopher, Residing in Philadelphia; to His ... Benjamin Silliman,Samuel Lorenzo Knapp Affichage du livre entier - 1802 |
Letters of Shahcoolen: A Hindu Philosopher, Residing in Philadelphia; to His ... Benjamin Silliman,Samuel Lorenzo Knapp Affichage du livre entier - 1802 |
Expressions et termes fréquents
addreffed alfo American beautiful BELOVED EL HASSAN bloffoms bofom bower breaft BRUMMA character charms CHRISHNA compariſon courſe damfel dear El Haffan defcription deſcribed diftinguiſhed drefs elegant Engliſh epiftle eſtabliſhed exceffive exhibit exifted exiſtence exquifite eyes facred faid fair fame fatirical fcenes feek female fenfe fentiments feven fhall fhort fhould fide figh finging firft flowers fmiling fociety folar fome foreft foul fprings ftate ftill ftrains fubject fublimity fuch fure fweet fyftem Gitagovinda glowing groves happineſs heart Heri higheſt himſelf Hindu Hinduſtan Jayadeva laft lefs lotos mind moft moſt mountains mufic muſt myſelf numbers o'er paffages paffion perfons Philofopher pleaſure Poem poet poetical poetry polygamy prefent RADHA reafon refpect ſcenes Seek delight SHAHCOOLEN ſhall ſhe Solomon's Song Song of Solomon ſpirit ſpread ſtate ſtream tafte taſte tenderneſs thee theſe thofe thoſe thou knoweft tion univerfally uſe verfe Vrindavan whofe whoſe wilt women Yamuna
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Page 105 - I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Page 110 - The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Page 106 - My beloved is mine, and I am his : He feedeth among the lilies. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.
Page 107 - Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon : look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Page 107 - Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb; honey and milk are under thy tongue ; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
Page 109 - Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
Page 109 - Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Page 107 - Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Page 110 - I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples...
Page 130 - His paffion was inflamed by the glances of her eyes, which played like a pair of water-birds with azure plumage, that fport near a full-blown lotos on a pool in the feafon of dew.