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" Bokhara, and lone Khiva in the waste, And the black Toorkmun tents ; and only drunk The desert rivers, Moorghab and Tejend, Kohik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxus, by whose brink... "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Page 660
1886
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The Journal of the Royal Geographic Society of London, Volume 48

Royal Geographical Society (Great Britain) - Electronic journals - 1878 - 600 pages
...silting it up more and more.t This phenomenon has * " Then with a heavy groan Rustum bewailed — ' Oh, that its waves were flowing over me ; Oh, that...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head !' " Sohrab and Eustum. t A valuable article has been published by the Imperial Academy of Sciences...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1853 - 298 pages
...Tejend, Kohik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir ; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die." And, with...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head !" And, with a grave mild voice, Sohrab replied : — " Desire not that, my father ; thou must live....
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1854 - 304 pages
...Tejend, Kohik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die." And, with a heavy groan, Rust um replied : — " Oh that its waves were flowing over me ! Oh that I saw its grains of yellow...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1856 - 386 pages
...Tejend, Kohik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir ; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die." And, with...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head ! " And, with a grave, mild voice, Sohrab replied — " Desire not that, my father ; thou must live....
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - 1857 - 344 pages
...only drunk ik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir ; and this great Oxus stream _ The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die." And, with a heavy groan, Rustum replied : _ " Oh that its waves were flowing over me ! Oh that I saw its grains of yellow silt Boll tumbling...
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The Late English Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - English poetry - 1865 - 562 pages
...Tejend, Kohik, and where the Kalmuks feed their sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die." And, with...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head !" And, with a grave, mild voice, Sohrab replied — " Desire not that, my father ; thou must live....
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Poems by Matthew Arnold: Early poems, narrative poems and sonnets

Matthew Arnold - 1877 - 292 pages
...their sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream, The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die.' v/ And, with a heavy groan, Rustum replied : — ' Oh,...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head!' And, with a grave mild voice, Sohrab replied: — • ' Desire not that, my father ! thou must live....
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Poems: Early poems, narrative poems, and sonnets

Matthew Arnold - 1877 - 290 pages
...their sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream, The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die.' Oh, that I saw its grains of yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head!' And, with a grave mild voice, Sohrab replied:— 'Desire not that, my father! thou must live. For some...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 pages
...where the Kalmuks feed theii sheep, The northern Sir; and this great Oxus stream — The yellow Oxns, by whose brink I die." And, with a heavy groan, Rustum...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head ! >: And, with a grave, mild voice, Sohrab replied : " Desire not that, my father ! Thou must live...
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Poems

Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1878 - 396 pages
...Oxus stream, The yellow Oxus, by whose brink I die.' Then, with a heavy groan, Rustum bewail'd:— 'Oh, that its waves were flowing over me! Oh, that...yellow silt Roll tumbling in the current o'er my head!* But, with a grave mild voice, Sohrab replied:— ' Desire not that, my father! thou must live. For...
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