 | John Milton - 1843 - 444 pagina’s
...fount ? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower...What justly thou hast lost, nor set thy heart. Thus over fond, on that which is not thine : Thy going is not lonely ; with thee goes Thy husband ; him... | |
 | John Aikin - 1843 - 826 pagina’s
...fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower ! by me adom'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ! from thee How il showers descend. f Whom thus the angel interrupted mild. Lament not, Eve, but patiently resign What justly thou hast... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 pagina’s
...Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial" fount? With what to sight or smell was sweet! from thee 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 1 THE SUBSIDING OP THE WATERS OF THE DELUGE. HE looked and saw the ark... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 692 pagina’s
...nuptial bow'r, by me adorn 'd \Vith what to night or smell was sweet, from theo lion- shall I jiart, anil d up on purpose to a life beyond life, "fis true no... E ? Ꮐ "- 1844"% Chambers R thon hnst lost ; nor set thy heart, Thus over-fond, on that which is not thine: Thy going is not lonely... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pagina’s
...a lower world, to this1 obscure And wild ? How shall we breathe2 in other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits?" Whom thus the angel interrupted...not thine : Thy going is not lonely ; with thee goes Thy husband ; him to follow thou art bound ; Where he abides, think there thy native soil." Adam by... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 pagina’s
...(lastly,) nuptial bower, by me adorned With what to sight, or smell, was sweet, from THEE How shall 1 part, and whither wander — down Into a lower world,...wild ? How shall we breathe in other air, Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits ! 385. How mean, — how timid, — how abject, must that spirit be,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pagina’s
...fount ! Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How ! ! thon hast lost ; nor set thy heart, Thus over-fond, on that which is not thine : Thy going is not lonely... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 pagina’s
...fount? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How Ǒ X ` Ете, but patiently resign What justly thou hast lost ; nor set thy heart, Thus отег-fond, on... | |
 | John Milton - 1847 - 604 pagina’s
...Thee lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorn'd, 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part? and whither wander down Into a lower...other air Less pure accustom'd to immortal fruits?" 285 Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild. " Lament not, Eve, but patiently resign What justly thou... | |
 | John Milton - 1881 - 590 pagina’s
...bower, by me adorned, With -what to sight or smell was sweet ; from thee How shall I part, and whether wander down Into a lower world, to this obscure And...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... | |
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Even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower ! by me... 
