 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...  The Quarterly Review - Σελίδα 244επεξεργασία από - 1854Πλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Henry Osborn Taylor - 1920 - 448 σελίδες
...While she was yet near at hand . . . my sorrows were the less ... I that was wont to behold her ridinc like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph; sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess; sometime singing like an angel," . . . and more besides,... | |
 | countess Estella Cave - 1923 - 366 σελίδες
...off ? I who was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus ? a gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, but one amiss hath bereaved me of all." He adds: " All those times are past, the loves, the sighs,... | |
 | Martin Andrew Sharp Hume - 1926 - 318 σελίδες
...sorrows were less, but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...the shade like a goddess; sometimes singing like an angell, sometime playing like Orpheus. Behold the sorrow of this world! Once amiss hath bereaved me... | |
 | 1926 - 432 σελίδες
...were the less, but yeven now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle winde blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like... | |
 | George Bagshawe Harrison - 1928 - 536 σελίδες
...were the less ; but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...singing like an angel ; sometimes playing like Orpheus.' He concludeth, ' Do with me now, therefore, what you list. I am more weary of life than they are desirous... | |
 | 1900 - 536 σελίδες
...were the less ; but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometime singing like an angel ; sometime playing... | |
 | 1900 - 1004 σελίδες
...were the less ; but even now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometime singing like an angel ; sometime playing... | |
 | Great Britain. Royal Commission on Historical Manuscripts - 1892 - 744 σελίδες
...were the less, but yeven now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery. I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle winde blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like... | |
 | Nieves Mathews - 1996 - 620 σελίδες
...bald old woman; that Ralegh meant it when he said she rode like Alexander, hunted like Diana, walked like Venus, 'the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks'; that the physically repulsive James could be hailed as an incarnation of Phoebus Apollo - 'the most... | |
 | Andrew Hadfield - 2001 - 302 σελίδες
...many journeys, and am now left behind her in a dark prison all alone. . . . I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a Goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like... | |
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