 | William Wells Brown, Hannah Webster Foster - 1996 - 362 стор.
...of Eden: "They looking back, all th' eastern side beheld / Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, / Wav'd over by that flaming brand, the Gate / With...throng'd and fiery arms. / Some natural tears they dropped, but wip'd them soon; / The world was all before them, where to choose / Their place of rest,... | |
 | Andrew Ashfield, Peter de Bolla - 1996 - 332 стор.
...them. They, looking back, all th' eastern cliff beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces throng'd and fiery arms. To which the last verses form the most striking contrast that can be imagined. Some natural tears they... | |
 | Bruce Weigl - 1999 - 96 стор.
...does, and the three descend the hill. It must have been soon they looked back and saw their paradise "Wav'd over by that flaming Brand, the Gate / With dreadful Faces throng'd and fierie Armes." What Milton helps us 71 to understand is that in return for this loss of Edenic vision,... | |
 | Michael Seed - 2000 - 194 стор.
...then disappear'd. They looking back, all th'Eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Wav'd over by that flaming Brand, the Gate With dreadful...Faces throng'd and fiery Arms: Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them soon; The World was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and... | |
 | Jonathan Scott - 2000 - 564 стор.
...disappeer'd. They looking back, all th' Eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late thir happie seat, Wav'd over by that flaming Brand, the Gate With dreadful Faces throng'd and fierie Armes: Som natural tears they drop'd, but wip'd them soon; The World was all before them, where... | |
 | James Beattie - 2004 - 216 стор.
...them. They, looking back, all th'eastern cliff beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy feat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces throng'd and fiery arms. To which the last verses form the most striking contrast that can be imagined. Some natural tears they... | |
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They looking back, all th' eastern side beheld Of paradise, so late their happy seat, Wav'd over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces throng'd, and fiery arms : Some natural tears they dropt ; but wip'd them soon. 
