"Attar" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... critical style of light and playful badinage. My lash has ever been wreathed in ribbons of rare texture and daintiest hues; I have thrown cold water in abundance over the nascent flames of young ambition—but such water was systematically tinctured with attar of roses. And in time the articles appearing in various periodicals above the signature of 'Vitriol' became, I may acknowledge without false modesty, so many literary events of the first magnitude. I attribute this to my early recognition of the true function of a critic. It is ...
— The Talking Horse - And Other Tales • F. Anstey
... viii. 50. Four things that meet not, save they here unite, i. 116. Four things which ne'er conjoin, unless it be, iii. 237. Freest am I of all mankind fro' meddling wight, ii. 200. Fro' them inhale I scent of Attar of Ban, viii. 242. From her hair is night, from her forehead noon, viii. 303. From Love stupor awake, O Masrur, 'twere best, viii. 214. From that liberal hand on his foes he rains, iv. 97. From the plain of his face springs a minaret, viii. 296. From wine I turn and whoso wine-cups swill, ...
— The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, Volume 10 • Richard F. Burton
... adorned with pictures in which such figures were formed that on seeing them the beholder was enchanted. On one side of the room stood a bed of flowers and a couch covered with brocade of gold, and strewed with freshly-culled jasmine flowers. On the other side, arranged in proper order, were attar holders, betel-boxes, rose-water bottles, trays, and silver cases with four partitions for essences compounded of rose leaves, sugar, and spices, prepared sandal wood, saffron, and pods of musk. Scattered about a stuccoed floor white as crystal, were ...
— Vikram and the Vampire • Sir Richard F. Burton
... from Alicant With aspect grand and grave was there; Vender of silks and fabrics rare, And attar of rose from the Levant. Like an old Patriarch he appeared, Abraham or Isaac, or at least Some later Prophet or High-Priest; With lustrous eyes, and olive skin, And, wildly tossed from cheeks and chin, The ...
— Tales of a Wayside Inn • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
... Too thankful-happy that the gods allowed Our orbits cross, Beloved and lovely friend; And though I wend Lonely henceforth along a road grown gray, I shall not be all lonely on the way, Companioned with the attar of thy rose, Though in my garden it no ...
— A Jongleur Strayed - Verses on Love and Other Matters Sacred and Profane • Richard Le Gallienne
... boulder leaps: The sere and leafless oak-bough weeps A strange rich attar: tamarisks too Of balsam pure distil ...
— The Hymns of Prudentius • Aurelius Clemens Prudentius |
