The Birth of the War-god: A PoemTrübner, 1879 - 116 strani |
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Angiras arms Aśoka Avesta band bear beauty bees bless blest bliss blossoms BRAHMÁ BRAHMA's breast breathing breezes bride bright brow CANTO Champac charms cloth clouds coursers dark darling dear deck deity Dhammapada divine E'en earth EDWARD WILLIAM LANE elephant fair fear feet flashing flowers fondly GANGÁ gaze gems gentle glances gleams glorious glory glowing Gods grace hand head heart heaven heavenly hermit hill HIMÁLAYA Hindú holy holy bull honour Indian INDRA KALIDASA KÁMA KÁMA's Kuvera lady lady's light lofty Lord lotus loveliest maid maiden mighty mountain mountain-king mournful neck o'er Parsis pearl penance Post 8vo prayer pride quivering RALPH T. H. GRIFFITH RATI's rest round Sages Saints Sanskrit shade shed shining sigh ŚIVA SIVA's skies smile soft soul spake spirit SPRING stream sweet tender thee thine thou Tilaka Translated tree TRÜBNER'S ORIENTAL SERIES turned UMÁ UMA's VISHNU wild word young Zoroastrian
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Stran 98 - In those Three Persons the One God was shown, Each First in place, each Last, — not one alone ; Of Siva, Vishnu, Brahma, each may be First, second, third, among the Blessed Three.
Stran 111 - He, whom the mind alone can perceive, whose essence eludes the external organs, who has no visible parts, who exists from eternity, even he, the soul of all beings, whom no being can comprehend, shone forth in person. He, having willed to produce various beings from his own divine substance, first with a thought created the waters, and placed in them a productive seed...
Stran 104 - Meru's feet. Thrice at the bidding of the priest they came With swimming eyes around the holy flame ; Then at his word the Bride in order due Into the blazing fire the parched grain threw, And...
Stran 104 - ... the Priest they came With swimming eyes around the holy flame ; Then at his word the Bride in order due Into the blazing fire the parched grain threw, And toward her face the scented smoke she drew, While softly wreathing o'er her cheek it hung, And round her ears in flower- like beauty clung.