Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83 January, 1925 (Classic Reprint)
Author Unknown
Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83
January, 1925 (Classic Reprint)
Author Unknown
- Wydawnictwo: FB &c Ltd
- EAN: 9781331432562
- Ilość stron: 508
- Format: 15.2x22.9cm
- Oprawa: Miękka
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Opis: Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83 - Author Unknown
Excerpt from Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83: January, 1925
Rivers of blood have fed the violets blue
And azure skies have stormed and fed the thunder
And virtue parted souls in love asunder
And all enchantments have proved blessings too.
Out of her window leaned Scheherazade;
She leaned her cheek upon her slender hand.
Upon it rubies clustered
And diamonds were mustered,
Snatched from the bruised hearts of many a land.
A sunset hour she sat and watched the sand
And ruminated on a tale to tell her lord.
Mem'ry and fancy played this game with her,
And yet the prize was only life in death.
"I can hold lust in check with magic words,"
Her thin, hot lips then uttered, "Lust for blood
Of ladies beautiful and innocent of all
Save charm, and their charms fail where mine succeeds, -
My lord in thrall to weak Scheherazade."
A thousand mornings had she found release,
Only to dread the coming on of night.
Night-time brought rest to others,
But she must rouse her mother's
Wit. Kneel before Schahriar and earn the right
To tell another tale; see one more day the light.
Some of those fair and fated maids she'd known
Whom Schahriar had called Sultana once.
They had been lovely, yielding, tender, kind.
With gorgeous robes and jeweled hair were decked.
They had laid all the traps to charm, entice -
In vain; the sword, the Sultan's rival, ravished all.
She came with art that conquers conquerors,
And built a bridge o'er peril of winged words
And with a weightless ransom won a day's release.
A thousand nights had come with treacherous dark,
And leaving twilight cool to Schahriar's glaring hall,
A gay procession wound.
While drums and tabors sound
And cymbols' clash is heard, her footsteps fall,
As firm, as soft. Yet, as she waits the call,
Her heart beats wildly - Oh, to leave it all!
Oh, to be back in Cashmere's peaceful vale,
To see again the rosebuds, hear the birds,
A thoughtless child within her father's house,
Before that stormy night in March - a thousand years
(So seemed the thousand nights) ago when life began.
"Scheherazade, enter!" heralds blared.
Like a gold river she swept in to him -
And found the hall a place of treacherous dark.
"Lights, lights, my lord," then cried Scheherazade,
"I tell not tales in darkness to a king.
What is this gloomy jest"
"Lady, I stand confessed."
He knelt amidst the torches glimmering.
"I meet defeat. Your magic conquering.
I think no more of how your blood would stain
Crimson the marble dais of the throne;
The vintage of your mind is redder wine,
I drink it at your bounty in that land
Where I am subject and you reign supreme.
'Tis strange to me - the kingdom of the mind.
You have a certain wisdom of the heart.
The mistress of such golden qualities
Is the king's joy for aye, Scheherazade."
She cast her golden robe and stood in rose.
Then Schahriar came toward her in surprise;
And you are beautiful,
As well as dutiful.
A thousand days, and you were true, my prize.
The nightingale's chaunt from the rose doth rise."
He bent to lift her veil and kiss her lips.
She raised her slender hand. "My mind," she said,
"Rules rose and gold. I pray you spare me not
For beauty. That will fade." Into his face
There came a look not seen there once before.
It told that love had conquered love of power.
"Sultana, all in all I am your slave,
And I would give you throne and crown and heart.
I love you, dear, my queen of gold and rose.
There stood a gay pavilion in the garden
Decked with all hues; furnished with all delights.
Around it trees were singing,
And roses perfume flinging.
Here can Scheherazad' forget those nights.
She and her lord now gaze upon these sights;
They pace together in the garden's close,
And in
Szczegóły: Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83 - Author Unknown
Nazwa: Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83 January, 1925 (Classic Reprint)
Autor: Author Unknown
Wydawnictwo: FB &c Ltd
Kod paskowy: 9781331432562
Języki: angielski
Ilość stron: 508
Format: 15.2x22.9cm
Oprawa: Miękka
Recenzje: Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, Vol. 83 - Author Unknown
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