 | David Hume - 1789 - Страниц: 510
...days , my forrows were the " lefs ; but even now my heart is caft into the depth -of '' all mifery. I , that was wont to behold her riding like " Alexander , hunting like Diana , walking like Ve nut , *' the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure " cheeks , like a nymph , fometimes... | |
 | John Whitaker - 1789 - Страниц: 566
...dayes; my forrows were the " lefs : but, even now, my heart is caft into the " depth of all mifery. I, that was wont to behold " her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, 11 walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her " fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph,... | |
 | William Seward - 1797 - Страниц: 752
...three days, my " forrows were the lefs ; but even now my heart " is caft into the depth of all mifery ! I that was " wont to behold her riding like Alexander*...the " gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure " cheeks, like a Nymph ; fometimes fitting in " the fhade like a goddefs, fometimes fmging like... | |
 | 1805 - Страниц: 570
...the depth of all misery.. t sli.it was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Piaña, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair' . about her pore cheeks, like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddtssreorr.etime singing like an... | |
 | Horace Walpole - 1806 - Страниц: 478
...to sir Robert Cecil, dated July 1592, Raleigh thus laments his exile from the queen's presence : " I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...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... | |
 | David Hume - 1807 - Страниц: 552
...three days, my sorrows 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,...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... | |
 | John Leeds Bozman - 1811 - Страниц: 398
...great love and desire, in so many journeys, and am now left behind her in a dark prison all alone. I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...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... | |
 | John Leeds Bozman - 1811 - Страниц: 404
...desire, in so many journeys, and am now left behind her in a dark prison all alone. I, that was wont 1o behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana,...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... | |
 | David Hume - 1812 - Страниц: 550
...three days, my sorrows 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,...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... | |
 | 1918 - Страниц: 1062
...hear of her, his sorrows were less. " I that was wont to behold her," he writes in a famous passage, "riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph ; sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometime singing like an... | |
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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... 
