 | John Milton - 1910 - 392 páginas
...rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild ? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits ?" Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild : — " Lament not, Eve, but... | |
 | Ellen Chase - 1910 - 456 páginas
...where I had hoped to spend. Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both? How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower...wild? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits? and could only be consoled by the mild reply of Michael, her guardian... | |
 | 1851 - 648 páginas
...rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower ! by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ! from thee...wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? ' " •- This most afflicts me, that, departing hence, As from His... | |
 | George Alexander Kohut - 1913 - 730 páginas
...or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower ! by me adorned With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits? JOHN MILTON (1608-1674). THE LEGEND OF THE DEAD LAMBS. DEATH, though... | |
 | Alden Sampson - 1913 - 336 páginas
...unfailing and preeminent traits of Paradise Lost* Landor most happily applies to Milton the words of Eve : "From thee How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower world ?" (PL, XL, 281-2.) In the grand manner, in sublimity of style, none has excelled Milton. To detect... | |
 | 1915 - 368 páginas
...or rank Tour tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits?" Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild: — "Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | John Milton - 1892 - 672 páginas
...rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits?" Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild : — • . " Lament not, Eve,... | |
 | John Milton - 1923 - 332 páginas
...rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee....wild? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits?" Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild : "Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | John Milton - 1925 - 450 páginas
...or rank Your Tribes, and water from th' ambrosial Fount ? Thee lastly nuptial Bow'r, by mee adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ; from thee...lower World, to this obscure And wild, how shall we breath in other Air Less pure, accustom 'd to immortal Fruits ? Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild.... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 408 páginas
...rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower ! by me adorned With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...and whither wander down Into a lower world, to this ohscure And wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits ? EVE... | |
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With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower world, to this obscure And wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits? 
