MORNINGBy HAROUTUNE TOUMANIANDaydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flameShot up into the sky,The livid heav’ns blushed, and becameA sea of crimson dye.The sun his fiery beams unrolledLike strands of coloured thread;Embroidered all the clouds with gold,And blue, and green, and red.Then o’er the mountain, full in view,Nature’s great Monarch rose:And from his tent of Royal blueHurled darts upon his foes.Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,On high he raised his arm;His shield of gold, all shining bright,Sheltered the world from harm.The Founding of VanThe Founding of Van“It is needful that we build for ourselves a city and palaces in this balmy clime and beautiful country, by the side of these pure waters.”Moses of Khorene.
MORNINGBy HAROUTUNE TOUMANIANDaydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flameShot up into the sky,The livid heav’ns blushed, and becameA sea of crimson dye.The sun his fiery beams unrolledLike strands of coloured thread;Embroidered all the clouds with gold,And blue, and green, and red.Then o’er the mountain, full in view,Nature’s great Monarch rose:And from his tent of Royal blueHurled darts upon his foes.Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,On high he raised his arm;His shield of gold, all shining bright,Sheltered the world from harm.The Founding of VanThe Founding of Van“It is needful that we build for ourselves a city and palaces in this balmy clime and beautiful country, by the side of these pure waters.”Moses of Khorene.
MORNING
By HAROUTUNE TOUMANIANDaydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flameShot up into the sky,The livid heav’ns blushed, and becameA sea of crimson dye.The sun his fiery beams unrolledLike strands of coloured thread;Embroidered all the clouds with gold,And blue, and green, and red.Then o’er the mountain, full in view,Nature’s great Monarch rose:And from his tent of Royal blueHurled darts upon his foes.Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,On high he raised his arm;His shield of gold, all shining bright,Sheltered the world from harm.The Founding of VanThe Founding of Van“It is needful that we build for ourselves a city and palaces in this balmy clime and beautiful country, by the side of these pure waters.”Moses of Khorene.
By HAROUTUNE TOUMANIAN
Daydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flameShot up into the sky,The livid heav’ns blushed, and becameA sea of crimson dye.The sun his fiery beams unrolledLike strands of coloured thread;Embroidered all the clouds with gold,And blue, and green, and red.Then o’er the mountain, full in view,Nature’s great Monarch rose:And from his tent of Royal blueHurled darts upon his foes.Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,On high he raised his arm;His shield of gold, all shining bright,Sheltered the world from harm.
Daydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flameShot up into the sky,The livid heav’ns blushed, and becameA sea of crimson dye.
Daydawned. Bright tongues of scarlet flame
Shot up into the sky,
The livid heav’ns blushed, and became
A sea of crimson dye.
The sun his fiery beams unrolledLike strands of coloured thread;Embroidered all the clouds with gold,And blue, and green, and red.
The sun his fiery beams unrolled
Like strands of coloured thread;
Embroidered all the clouds with gold,
And blue, and green, and red.
Then o’er the mountain, full in view,Nature’s great Monarch rose:And from his tent of Royal blueHurled darts upon his foes.
Then o’er the mountain, full in view,
Nature’s great Monarch rose:
And from his tent of Royal blue
Hurled darts upon his foes.
Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,On high he raised his arm;His shield of gold, all shining bright,Sheltered the world from harm.
Eternal foe of Gloom and Night,
On high he raised his arm;
His shield of gold, all shining bright,
Sheltered the world from harm.
The Founding of VanThe Founding of Van“It is needful that we build for ourselves a city and palaces in this balmy clime and beautiful country, by the side of these pure waters.”Moses of Khorene.
The Founding of Van
“It is needful that we build for ourselves a city and palaces in this balmy clime and beautiful country, by the side of these pure waters.”
Moses of Khorene.