 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...  A Catalogue of the Royal and Noble Authors of England, Scotland, and Ireland ... - Side 97af Horace Walpole - 1806Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Agnes Strickland - 1848 - 388 sider
...shown to the queen : " How," he asks, " can I live alone in prison, while she is afar off — I, who was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting...Sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes playing on the lute like Orpheus. But once amiss, hath bereaved me of all." He then adds* " all those... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1848 - 446 sider
...so 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,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like Orpheus; behold the sorrow of this world! once... | |
 | J. T. Headley - 1849 - 358 sider
...two or three days, my sorrows were the less, but even now my heart is cast into the depth of misery. I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure face like a nymph — sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel,... | |
 | J. T. Headley - 1850 - 264 sider
...two or three days, my sorrows were the less, but even now my heart is cast into the depth of misery. I, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure face like a nymph, sometimes silting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel,... | |
 | Robert Folkestone Williams - 1851 - 328 sider
...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...like a goddess — sometimes singing like an angel — sometime playing like Orpheus. Behold the sorrow of this world ! once amiss hath bereaved me of... | |
 | Agnes Strickland - 1851 - 820 sider
...be shown to the queen: " How," he asks, " can I live alone in prison, while she is afar off? I, who 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... | |
 | John Stilwell Jenkins - 1852 - 562 sider
...the queen ; of her he thus spoke : "How can I live alone in prison, while she is afar off — I, who was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting...Sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes playing on the lute like Orpheus. But once amiss, hath bereaved me of all. All those times are past... | |
 | John Stilwell Jenkins - 1852 - 560 sider
...queen ; of her he thus .spoke : " How can I live alone in prison, while she is afur off — I, who was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a m-inph. Sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes playing on the lnto like Orpheus.... | |
 | Joseph Wheeler (Author of A short history of the Tower of London) - 1852 - 44 sider
...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, hunting...the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure face like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime... | |
 | Biographical magazine - 1853 - 586 sider
...misery, " from being deprived of the delight of seeing her" — her that he " had been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like au Orpheus ! " Queen Elizabeth is known to have had an enormous appetite for flattery, but one would... | |
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