Lord of
Lord of
hands assuming contempt
Go let thy less than woman's hand Assume the distaff not the brand.
cheer giving sublime
Sublime tobacco! which from east to west, Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His hours, and rivals opium and his brides; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand: Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers wooing the caress, More dazzlingly when daring in full dress; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties Give me a cigar!
dark egypt pyramids
Egypt! from whose all dateless tombs arose Forgotten Pharaohs from their long repose, And shook within their pyramids to hear A new Cambyses thundering in their ear; While the dark shades of forty ages stood Like startled giants by Nile's famous flood.
sweet wish pity
So sweet the blush of bashfulness, E'en pity scarce can wish it less!
language rich trouble
[Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it.
stars heart fate
Though the day of my Destiny 's over, And the star of my Fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find.
blessed may firsts
I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed.
sweet ivy names
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
three earth remnants
Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylæ!
country destiny interesting
It would be difficult, perhaps, to find the annals of a nation less stained with crimes than those of the Armenians , whose virtues have been those of peace , and their vices those of compulsion. But whatever may have been their destiny and it has been bitter whatever it may be in future, their country must ever be one of the most interesting on the globe.
hay bulls world
The world is a bundle of hay, Mankind are the asses that pull, Each tugs in a different way And the greatest of all is John Bull!
song owl phrases
Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast; Is that portentous phrase, "I told you so.
night men white
My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears.
men may graves
Perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.