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" 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... "
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The Life of Sir Walter Ralegh: Letters

Edward Edwards - 1868 - 684 страници
...prison all alone. While she was yet nirc at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three dayes, my sorrows were the less : but even now my heart is...hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph ; sometime siting in the shade like a Goddess ; sometime singing like an angell ; sometime playing like Orpheus....

Letters

Edward Edwards - 1868 - 680 страници
...prison all alone. While she was yet nirc at. hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three dayes, my sorrows were the less : but even now my heart is...hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph ; sometime siting in the shade like a Goddess ; sometime singing like an angell ; sometime playing like Orpheus....

The Century of Queens: With Sketches of Some Princes of Literature and Art

1873 - 302 страници
...alone. While she was yet nire at hand. that I might hear of her once in two or three Dayes, my Sorrowes were the less : but even now my Heart is cast into...her fair Hair about her pure cheeks, like a Nymph. Sometimes sitting in the Shade like a Goddess; sometime singing like an Angell; sometime playing like...

Plays and Puritans: And Other Historical Essays

Charles Kingsley - 1873 - 352 страници
...with love and desire on so many journeys, and am now left behind in a dark prison all alone.' . . . ' I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks,' and so forth, in a style in which the vulturine nose must needs scent carrion, just because the roses...

History of the United Netherlands: 1590-1600

John Lothrop Motley - 1873 - 628 страници
...the period with which we are now occupied : — "I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, 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 playing...

The Life and Times of Sir Walter Raleigh: Pioneer of Anglo-American Colonization

Charles Kittredge True - 1877 - 290 страници
...once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less; but even now my heart is cast into the depths of all misery. I, that was wont to behold her riding...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph. Sometimes setting in the shade like a goddess ; sometimes singing like"an angel ; sometimes playing...

The Encyclopaedia Britannica: A Dictionary of Arts, Sciences and ..., Том 8

Thomas Spencer Baynes, William Robertson Smith - 1890 - 938 страници
...Elizabeth — that he was in the utmost depth of misery because he could no longer see the queen. " I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph [Elizabeth was then in her fiftyninth year].; sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like...

Plays and Puritans: And Other Historical Essays

Charles Kingsley - 1890 - 304 страници
...with love and desire on so many journeys, and am now left behind in a dark prison all alone.' . . . ' I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks,' and so forth, in a style in which the vulturine nose must needs scent carrion, just because the roses...

Sir Walter Ralegh: A Biography

William Stebbing - 1891 - 462 страници
...so many journeys, and am now left behind her, in a dark prison all alone. While she was yet nigher at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three...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...

Sir Walter Ralegh: A Biography

William Stebbing - 1891 - 442 страници
...so many journeys, and am now left behind her, in a dark prison all alone. While she was yet nigher at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three...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...




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