 I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes...  American Biography - Страница 323по Jeremy Belknap - 1846Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Macvey Napier - 1853 - 312 страници
...delight of seeing her' — ' her that he had ' been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunt' ing like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle ' wind...her fair hair about her pure cheeks ' like a nymph ; sometimes sitting in the shade like ' a goddess — sometimes singing like an angel, some' times... | |
 | Macvey Napier - 1853 - 304 страници
...delight of seeing her' — ' her that he had ' been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunt' ing like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle ' wind...her fair hair about her pure cheeks ' like a nymph ; sometimes sitting in the shade like ' a goddess — sometimes singing like an angel, some' times... | |
 | Charles Whitehead - 1854 - 344 страници
...was never broken till this day, that I hear the Queen goes away so far off, whom I have followed for so many years with so great love and desire in so...cheeks, like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade bike a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like Orpheus ! * Behold the sorrow... | |
 | David Hume - 1854 - 610 страници
...followed so many years, with so great love and desire in so many journeys, and am now left behind here in a dark prison all alone. While she was yet near...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymphj sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing... | |
 | Henry William Herbert - 1854 - 454 страници
...followed so many years, with so great love and desire, in so many journeys, and am now left behind here, in a dark prison all alone. While she was yet near...Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing... | |
 | David Hume - 1854 - 552 страници
...hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less; but even now my heart is cast inlo the depth of all misery. I, that was wont to behold...her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like... | |
 | David Hume - 1854 - 566 страници
...three days, my sorrows were tiie less ; but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. 1, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nvmph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1854 - 568 страници
...how Raleigh ' could not live alone in prison while she was afar off; ' how he had been ' wont to see her riding like Alexander [?], hunting like Diana,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like... | |
 | 1854 - 598 страници
...hearing how Raleigh "could not live alone in prison while she was afar off;" how he had been "wont to see her riding like Alexander, (?) hunting like Diana,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a • Hentzner, p. 84. Allusions to her age were not ever likely... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1854 - 568 страници
...could not live alone in prison while she was afar off; ' how he had been ' wont to see her riding1 like Alexander [?], hunting like Diana, walking like...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like... | |
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