The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, vol 10 by Sir Richard Francis Burton (highly recommended books .TXT) 📕

Allah the more, iii.

214.

Red fruits that fill the hand, and shine with sheen, viii. 271.

Rely not on women: Trust not to their hearts, i. 13.

Reserve is a jewel, Silence safety is, i. 208.

Restore my heart as ‘twas within my breast, viii. 37.

Right near at hand, Umaymah mine! v. 75.

Robe thee, O House, in richest raiment Time, viii. 206.

Roll up thy days and they shall easy roll, iv. 220.

Rosy red Wady hot with summer glow, ix.6.

Round with big and little, the bowl and cup, ii. 29.

 

Said I to slim-waist who the wine engraced, viii. 307.

Salam from graces treasured by my Lord, iii. 273.

Salams fro’ me to friends in every stead, iii. 256.

Say, canst not come to us one momentling, iv. 43.

Say, cloth heart of my fair incline to him, v. 127.

Say him who careless sleeps what while the shaft of Fortune flies, i. 68.

Say me, on Allah’s path has death not dealt to me, iv. 247.

Say me, will Union after parting e’er return to be, viii. 320.

Say then to skin “Be soft,” to face “Be fair,” i. 252.

Say thou to the she-gazelle, who’s no gazelle, v. 130.

Say to angry lover who turns away, v. 131

Say to the charmer in the dove-hued veil, i. 280.

Say to the fair in the wroughten veil, viii. 291

Say to the pretty one in veil of blue, iv. 264.

Say what shall solace one who hath nor home nor stable stead, ii.124.

Say, will to me and you the Ruthful union show, viii. 323.

Scented with sandal and musk, right proudly cloth she go, v. 192.

Seeing thy looks wots she what thou desir’st, v. 226.

Seest not how the hosts of the Rose display, viii. 276.

Seest not that Almond plucked by hand, viii. 270.

Seest not that musk, the nut-brown musk, e’er claims the highest price, iv. 253.

Seest not that pearls are prized for milky hue, iv. 250.

Seest not that rosery where Rose a flowering displays, viii. 275.

Seest not the bazar with its fruit in rows, iii. 302.

Seest not the Lemon when it taketh form, viii. 272.

Seest not we want for joy four things all told, i. 86.

Semblance of full-moon Heaven bore, v. 192.

Severance-grief nighmost, Union done to death, iv. 223.

Shall I be consoled when Love hath mastered the secret of me, viii. 261.

Shall man experience-lectured ever care, vii. 144.

Shall the beautiful hue of the Basil fail, i.19.

Shall the world oppress me when thou art in’s, ii. 18.

Shall we e’er be united after severance tide, viii. 322.

Shamed is the bough of Ban by pace of her, viii. 223.

She bade me farewell on our parting day, ii. 35.

She beamed on my sight with a wondrous glance, ii. 87.

She came apparelled in an azure vest, i. 218.

She came apparelled in a vest of blue, viii. 280.

She came out to gaze on the bridal at ease, v. 149.

She came thick veiled, and cried I, O display, viii. 280.

She comes apparelled in an azure vest x.58.

She comes like fullest moon on happy night, i. 218; x. 59.

She cried while played in her side Desire ix. 197.

She dispread the locks from her head one night, iii. 226.

She drew near whenas death was departing us, v. 71.

She gives her woman’s hand a force that fails the hand of me, iii. 176

She hath eyes whose babes wi’ their fingers sign, viii. 166.

She hath those hips conjoined by thread of waist, iii. 226.

She hath wrists which, did her bangles not contain, iii. 226.

She is a sun which towereth high asky iii. 163.

She joineth charms were never seen conjoined in mortal dress, vii. 104.

She lords it o’er our hearts in grass-green gown, ii. 318.

She prayeth; the Lord of grace her prayer obeyed, v. 273.

She proffered me a tender coynte, iii. 304.

She rose like the morn as she shone through the night, i. 11.

She saith sore hurt in sense the most acute, iii. 303.

She shineth forth a moon, and bends a willow-wand, iv. 50.

She shone out in the garden in garments all of green, v. 346.

She shot my heart with shaft, then turned on heel, vii. 141.

She sits it in lap like a mother fond, ix. 191.

She ‘spied the moon of Heaven reminding me, iv. 51.

She split my casque of courage with eye-swords that sorely smite, iii. 179.

She spread three tresses of unplaited hair iv.51.

She wears a pair of ringlets long let down, v. 240.

She who my all of love by love of her hath won, viii. 254.

Shoulder thy tray and go straight to thy goal, i. 278.

Showed me Sir Such-an-one a sight, and what a sight! iv. 193.

Silent I woned and never owned my love v. 151.

Silky her skin and silk that zon�d waist iii. 163.

Since my loper-friend in my hand hath given, iv. 20.

Since none will lend my love a helping hand, vii. 225.

Since our Imam came forth from medicine, v. 154.

Sleep fled me, by my side wake ever shows, viii. 68.

Slept in mine arms full moon of brightest blee, x. 39.

Slim-waist and boyish wits delight, v. 161.

Slim-waisted craved wine from her companeer, viii. 307.

Slim-waisted loveling, from his hair and brow, viii. 299.

Slim-waisted loveling, jetty hair encrowned, i. 116.

Slim-waisted one whose looks with down of cheek, v. 158.

Slim-waisted one, whose taste is sweetest sweet, v. 241.

Sojourn of stranger, in whatever land, vii. 175.

Sought me this heart’s dear love at gloom of night, vii. 253.

Source of mine evils, truly, she alone’s, iii. 165.

Sow kindness seed in the unfittest stead iii. 136.

Stand by and see the derring-do which I to-day will show, iii.

107

Stand by the ruined home and ask of us, iii. 328.

Stand thou and hear what fell to me, viii. 228.

Stand thou by the homes and hail the lords of the ruined stead, ii. 181.

Stay! grant one parting look before we part, ii. 15.

Steer ye your steps to none but me, v. 65.

Still cleaves to this homestead mine ecstasy, viii. 243.

Stint ye this blame viii. 254.

Straitened bosom; reveries dispread, iii. 182.

Strange is my story, passing prodigy, iv. 139

Strange is the charm which dights her brows like Luna’s disk that shine, ii. 3.

Strive he to cure his case, to hide the truth, ii. 320.

Such is the world, so bear a patient heart, i. 183.

Suffer mine eye-babes weep lost of love and tears express, viii.

112.

Suffice thee death such marvels can enhance, iii. 56.

Sun riseth sheen from her brilliant brow, vii. 246.

Sweetest of nights the world can show to me, ii. 318.

Sweetheart! How long must I await by so long suffering tried? ii.

178.

Sweetly discourses she on Persian string, viii. 166.

 

Take all things easy; for all worldly things, iv. 220.

Take thy life and fly whenas evils threat; let the ruined house tell its owner’s fate, i. 109.

Take, O my lord to thee the Rose, viii. 275.

Take patience which breeds good if patience thou can learn, iv.

221.

Take warning, O proud, iv. 118.

Tear-drops have chafed mine eyelids and rail down in wondrous wise, v. 53.

Tell her who turneth from our love to work it injury sore, i.

181.

Tell whoso hath sorrow grief never shall last, i. 15.

That cheek-mole’s spot they evened with a grain, i. 251.

That jetty hair, that glossy brow, i. 203.

That night th’ astrologer a scheme of planets drew, i. 167.

That pair in image quits me not one single hour, ii. 173.

That rarest beauty ever bides my foe, vii. 366.

That sprouting hair upon his face took wreak, v. 161.

The birds took flight at eve and winged their way, viii. 34.

The blear-eyed scapes the pits, i. 265.

The boy like his father shall surely show, i.310.

The breeze o’ morn blows uswards from her trace, viii. 206.

The bushes of golden hued rose excite, viii. 276.

The Bulbul’s note, whenas dawn is nigh, v.48.

The caravan-chief calleth loud o’ night, viii. 239.

The chambers were like a bee-hive well stocked, ix. 292.

The coming unto thee is blest, viii. 167.

The company left with my love by night, ix. 27.

The Compassionate show no ruth to the tomb where his bones shall lie, x. 47.

The courser chargeth on battling foe, iii. 83.

The day of my delight is the day when you draw near, i. 75.

The day of parting cut my heart in twain, iii. 124.

The fawn-Glee one a meeting promised me, iv. 195.

The fawn of a maid hent her lute in hand, ii. 34.

The feet of sturdy miscreants went trampling heavy tread, x.38.

The first in rank to kiss the ground shall deign, i. 250.

The fragrance of musk from the breasts of the fair, viii. 209.

The full moon groweth perfect once a month, vii. 271.

The glasses are heavy when empty brought, x. 40.

The hapless lover’s heart is of his wooing weary grown, iv. 144.

The hearts of lovers have eyes I ken, iv. 238.

The hue of dusty motes is hers, iv. 257.

The house, sweetheart, is now no home to me, v. 381.

The jujube tree each day, viii. 271.

The Kings who fared before us showed, iii. 318.

The land of ramping moon is bare and drear, viii. 126.

The least of him is the being free, v. 156.

The life of the bath is the joy of man’s life, iii. 19.

The like of whatso feelest thou we feel, vii. 141.

The longing of a Bedouin maid, whose folks are far away, iii.

172.

The longing of an Arab lass forlorn of kith and kin, ii. 306.

The Lord, empty House! to thee peace decree, viii. 238.

The loved ones left thee in middle night, v. 150.

The lover is drunken with love of friend, v.39.

The lover’s heart for his beloved must meet, ii. 62.

The lover’s heart is like to break in twain ii. 63.

The mead is bright with what is on’t ii. 86. , The messenger who kept our commerce hid, iii. 189.

The Moon o’ the Time shows unveiled light, ix. 287.

The Nadd is my wine scented powder, my bread, viii. 209.

The name of what crave me distraught, viii. 93.

The Nile-flood this day is the gain you own, i. 290.

The penis smooth and round was made with anus best to match it, iii. 303.

The phantom of Soada came by night to wake me, viii. 337.

The poor man fares by everything opposed, ix. 291.

The Prophet saw whatever eyes could see v. 287.

The return of the friend is the best of all boons, ix. 287.

The Rose in highest stead I rate, viii. 274

The signs that here their mighty works portray, vi. 90.

The slanderers said There is hair upon his cheeks, v. 157.

The slippers that carry these fair young feet, viii. 320.

The smack of parting ‘s myrrh to me, ii. 101.

The solace of lovers is naught but far, viii.

The spring of the down on cheeks right clearly shows, v. 190.

The stream ‘s a cheek by sunlight rosy dyed, ii. 240.

The streamlet swings by branchy wood and aye, viii. 267.

The sun of beauty she to all appears, x. 59.

The sun of beauty she to sight appears, i. 218.

The sun yellowed not in the murk gloom lien, viii. 285.

The sword, the sworder and the bloodskin waiting me I sight, ii.

42.

The tears of these eyes find easy release v.127.

The tears run down his cheeks in