 That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At 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...  Le Paradis perdu de J. Milton - Pagina 422door John Milton - 1841 - 479 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Milton - 1886 - 630 pagina’s
...or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount P Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ; from thee...down Into a lower world, to this obscure And wild P how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom 'd to immortal fruits P Whom thus the angel... | |
 | Robert Cochrane - 1887 - 572 pagina’s
...fount? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thes towards their children ; accustomed to Immortal fruits ? " This is the lamentation of Eve on being driven out of Paradise. Adam's... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1889 - 364 pagina’s
...vulgar. Shut out from this garden of early sweetness, we may well exclaim — " How shall we part and wander down Into a lower world, to this obscure And...other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? " I do not think the classics so indispensable to the cultivation of your intellect as on another... | |
 | Charles Rufus Skinner - 1890 - 528 pagina’s
...the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? The lastly, nuptial bower! by nie adorn 'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from...other air, Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? Written for the ARDOR D.\v M \NL-AL. LIFE IN ITS SPRING-TIME. FOR A BOY'S RECITATION. "TMS the time... | |
 | Robert Yelverton Tyrrell - 1890 - 534 pagina’s
...èктрéфшv тгрoч 17Xi0v тe фОXa, кal oeíaç ¿Tr0 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? MILTON. erè S' av тгpocravSav, ш crтeyoç тravucгтdTov oeXoi/u,... | |
 | Charles F. Beezley - 1891 - 436 pagina’s
...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 immor'al fruits?' Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild: 'Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | John Milton, James Montgomery - 1892 - 602 pagina’s
...nuptial bower, by me adorn'd ?8c With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, arid whither wander down Into a lower world ; to this obscure...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 290 Thy husband ;... | |
 | John Milton - 1892 - 406 pagina’s
...Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorned 280 138 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 - 654 pagina’s
...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 patiently... | |
 | John Milton - 1892 - 198 pagina’s
...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 patiently... | |
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