 | John Milton - 1795 - 282 стор.
...rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd 2So With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom' d to immortal fruits ? Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild. Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 стор.
...rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild ! How shall we breathe in other air, Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ! 285 Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild : Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 396 стор.
...rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild ? How shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? a8j WHOM thus the Angel interrupted mild. Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 стор.
...or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? 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?" Adam's speech abounds with thoughts which are equally moving, but of... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 стор.
...or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, aiuptial bower, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits r Adam's speech abounds with thoughts which arc equally moving, but of... | |
 | 1804 - 496 стор.
...or rank Yout tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower! by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet! from thee How...wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild. Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...or rank Your tribes, and water from th1 ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How...wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? A HYMN to CONTENTMENT.(PARNELL.) • ' LOVELY, lasting peace of mind... | |
 | John Milton - 1807 - 514 стор.
...Thee lastly, nuptiaj bow'r, by me adorn'd 280 W«h what to sight or suicll was sweet, from tke IIo\v shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower...wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits ? Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild : Lament not, Eve, but patiently... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 398 стор.
...or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee, lastly, nuptial bower, by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet : from thee...other air Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits ?' Adam's speech abounds with thoughts which are equally moving, but of a more masculine and elevated... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 382 стор.
...lastly, nuptial bewer, by me adorn'd . , With what to sight or smell was sweet : from thee How shall t part ? and whither wander down Into a lower world,...obscure And wild ? How shall we breathe in other air j Less pure, accustomed to immortal fruits ?' Adam's speech abounds with thoughts which are equally... | |
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With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, and whither wander down Into a lower world, to this obscure And wild ? how shall we breathe in other air Less pure, accustom'd to immortal fruits? 
