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Letitia Elizabeth Landon

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WHAT is there that the world hath not	A
Gathered in yon enchanted spot	A
Where pale and with a languid eye	B
The fair Sultana listlessly	C
Leans on her silken couch and dreams	D
Of mountain airs and mountain streams	D
Sweet though the music float around	E
It wants the old familiar sound	E
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And fragrant though the flowers are breathing	F
From far and near together wreathing	F
They are not those she used to wear	G
Upon the midnight of her hair	G
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She's very young and childhood's days	H
With all their old remembered ways	H
The empire of her heart contest	I
With love that is so new a guest	I
When blushing with her Murad near	J
Half timid bliss half sweetest fear	J
E'en the beloved past is dim	K
Past present future merge in him	K
But he the warrior and the chief	L
His hours of happiness are brief	L
And he must leave Nadira's side	M
To woo and win a ruder bride	M
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Sought sword in hand and spur on heel	N
The fame that weds with blood and steel	N
And while from Delhi far away	O
His youthful bride pines through the day	O
Weary and sad thus when again	P
He seeks to bind love's loosen'd chain	Q
He finds the tears are scarcely dry	B
Upon a cheek whose bloom is faded	R
The very flush of victory	C
Is like the brow he watches shaded	S
A thousand thoughts are at her heart	T
His image paramount o'er all	U
Yet not all his the tears that start	T
As mournful memories recall	U
Scenes of another home which yet	V
That fond young heart can not forget	V
She thinks upon that place of pride	M
Which frowned upon the mountain's side	M
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While round it spread the ancient plain	Q
Her steps will never cross again	P
And near those mighty temples stand	W
The miracles of mortal hand	W
Where hidden from the common eye	B
The past's long buried secrets lie	B
Those mysteries of the first great creed	X
Whose mystic fancies were the seed	X
Of every wild and vain belief	L
That held o'er man their empire brief	L
And turned beneath a southern sky	B
All that was faith to poetry	C
Hence had the Grecian fables birth	Y
And wandered beautiful o'er earth	Y
Till every wood and stream and cave	Z
Shelter to some bright vision gave	Z
For all of terrible and strange	A2
That from those gloomy caverns sprung	F
	-
From Greece received a graceful change	A2
That spoke another sky and tongue	F
A finer eye a gentler hand	W
Than in their native Hindoo land	W
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'Twas thence Nadira came and still	B2
Her memory kept that lofty hill	B2
The vale below her place of birth	Y
That one charmed spot her native earth	Y
Still haunted by that early love	C2
Which youth can feel and youth alone	D2
An eager ready tenderness	E2
To all its after life unknown	D2
When the full heart its magic flings	F2
Alike o'er rare and common things	F2
The dew of morning's earliest hour	G2
Which swells but once from leaf and flower	G2
	-
From the pure life within supplied	M
A sweet but soon exhausted tide	M
	-
There falls a shadow on the gloom	H2
There steals a light step through the room	H2
Gentle as love that though so near	J
No sound hath caught the list'ning ear	I2
A moment's fond watch o'er her keeping	F
Murad beholds Nadira weeping	F
He who to win her lightest smile	J2
Had given his heart's best blood the while	J2
She turned a beautiful delight	K2
Has flushed the pale one into rose	L2
Murad her love returned to night	K2
Her tears what recks she now of those	L2
Dried in the full heart's crimson ray	O
Ere he can kiss those tears away	O
	-
And she is seated at his feet	M2
Too timid his dear eyes to meet	M2
But happy for she knows whose brow	N2
Is bending fondly o'er her now	N2
And eager for his sake to hear	I2
The records red of sword and spear	J
For his sake feels the colour rise	O2
His spirit kindle in her eyes	O2
Till her heart beating joins the cry	B
Of Murad and of Victory	C
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City of glories now no more	P2
His camp extends by Bejapore	P2
Where the Mahratta's haughty race	Q2
Has won the Moslem conqueror's place	Q2
A bolder prince now fills the throne	D2
And he will struggle for his own	D2
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'And yet ' he said 'when evening falls	R2
Solemn above those mouldering walls	R2
Where the mosques cleave the starry air	P2
Deserted at their hour of prayer	P2
And rises Ibrahim's lonely tomb	H2
'Mid weed grown shrines and ruined towers	S2
All marked with that eternal gloom	H2
Left by the past to present hours	S2
When human pride and human sway	O
Have run their circle of decay	O
And mocking the funereal stone	D2
Alone attests its builder gone	T2
Oh vain such temple o'er the sleep	U2
Which none remain to watch or weep	U2
I could not choose but think how vain	Q
The struggle fierce for worthless gain	Q
And calm and bright the moon looked down	V2
O'er the white shrines of that fair town	V2
	-
While heavily the cocoa tree	P2
Drooped o'er the walls its panoply	P2
A warrior proud whose crested head	W2
Bends mournful o'er the recent dead	W2
And shadows deep athwart the plain	Q
Usurp the silver moonbeam's reign	Q
For every ruined building cast	X2
Shadows like memories of the past	X2
And not a sound the wind brought nigh	B
Save the far jackal's wailing cry	B
And that came from the field now red	W2
With the fierce banquet I had spread	W2
Accursed and unnatural feast	Y2
For worm and fly and bird and beast	Y2
While round me earth and heaven recorded	R
The folly of life's desperate game	Z2
And the cold justice still awarded	R
By time which makes all lots the same	Z2
	-
Slayer or slain it matters not	A
We struggle perish are forgot	A
The earth grows green above the gone	T2
And the calm heaven looks sternly on	A3
'Twas folly this the gloomy night	K2
Fled before morning's orient light	K2
City and river owned its power	P2
And I too gladdened with the hour	P2
I saw my own far tents extend	B3
My own proud crescent o'er them bend	B3
I heard the trumpet's glorious voice	C3
Summon the warriors of my choice	C3
Again impatient on to lead	W2
I sprang upon my raven steed	X
Again I felt my father's blood	R
Pour through my veins its burning flood	R
My scimetar around I swung	F
Forth to the air its lightning sprung	F
	-
A beautiful and fiery light	K2
The meteor of the coming fight	K2
	-
'I turned from each forgotten grave	Z
To others which the name they bear	P2
Will long from old oblivion save	Z
The heroes of the race I share	P2
I thought upon the lonely isle	J2
Where sleeps the lion king the while	J2
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Who looked on death yet paused to die	B
Till comraded by Victory	P2
And he fire noblest of my line	D3
Whose tomb is now the warrior's shrine	D3
Where I were well content to be	P2
So that such fame might live with me	P2
The light of peace the storm of war	P2
Lord of the earth our proud Akbar	P2
'What though our passing day but be	P2
A bubble on eternity	P2
Small though the circle is yet still	B2
'Tis ours to colour at our will	B2
Mine be that consciousness of life	E3
Which has its energies from strife	E3
Which lives its utmost knows its power	P2
Claims from the mind its utmost dower	P2
	-
With fiery pulse and ready hand	W
That wills and willing wins command	W
That boldly takes from earth its best	I
To whom the grave can be but rest	I
Mine the fierce free existence spent	F3
Mid meeting ranks and armed tent	F3
Save the few moments which I steal	N
At thy beloved feet to kneel	N
And own the warrior's wild career	P2
Has no such joy as waits him here	P2
When all that hope can dream is hung	F
Upon the music of thy tongue	F
Ah never is that cherished face	Q2
Banished from its accustomed place	Q2
It shines upon my weariest night	K2
It leads me on in thickest fight	K2
All that seems most opposed to be	P2
Is yet associate with thee	P2
	-
Together life and thee depart	T
Dream idol treasure of my heart '	-
	-
Again again Murad must wield	G3
His scimetar in battle field	G3
And must he leave his lonely flower	P2
To pine in solitary bower	P2
Has power no aid has wealth no charm	H3
The weight of absence to disarm	H3
Alas she will not touch her lute	I3
What sing and not for Murad's ear	P2
The echo of the heart is mute	I3
And that alone makes music dear	P2
In vain in vain that royal hall	U
Is decked as for a festival	J3
The sunny birds whose shining wings	F2
Seem as	K3