 | 1744 - 378 pàgines
...thou wouldft fmile, and take me in thine arms. The fight of London to my cxil'd eyes, Is as Elyfium to a new-come foul ; Not that I love the city, or...upon whofe bofom let me die, And with the world be ftill at enmity. What need the artick people love ftar-light, To whom the fun mines both by day and... | |
 | 1780 - 428 pàgines
...So thou wouldft fmile, and take me in thine arms. The fight of London to my exil'd eyes Is as Wyfium to a new-come foul ; Not that I love the city, or...harbours him I hold fo dear, The king, upon whofe bolbni let me die, And with the world be ftill at enmity. What need the artick people love ftar-light,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 pàgines
...thy amorous lines Might have enforced me to have swum from France, Is as Elysium to a new-come soul ; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me lie, And with the world he still at enmity. Wlmt need the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 pàgines
...and take me in thiur arms. The sight of London to my esil'd eyes, Is as Elysium to a new-come soul ; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him 1 hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me lie, And with the world he st.ill at enmity. What... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1825 - 426 pàgines
...and take me in thine arms. The sight of London to mine exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me die, And with the world be still at enmity. What need the... | |
 | Robert Dodsley, Isaac Reed, Octavius Gilchrist - 1825 - 422 pàgines
...and take me in thine arms. The sight of London to mine exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul ; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me die, And with the world be still at enmity. What need the... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 348 pàgines
...and take me in thine arms. The sight of London to my exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear—- The king, upon whose bosom let me lie, And with the world be still at enmity. What need... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 1070 pàgines
...and take me in thine arms. The sight of London to my exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul; Not that I love the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear— The king, upon whose bosom let me lie, And with the world be still at enmity. What need... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Alexander Dyce - 1850 - 460 pàgines
...and take me in thine arms. The sight of London to my exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul : Not that I love the city or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, — The king, upon whose bosom let me lief, And with the world be still at enmity. What need... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Alexander Dyce - 1865 - 476 pàgines
...smile, and take me in thine The sight of London to my exil'd eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul : Not that I love the city or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, — • The king, upon whose bosom let me lie,f And with the world be still at enmity. What... | |
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Is as Elysium to a new-come soul: Not that I love the city or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The king, upon whose bosom let me die, And with the world be still at enmity. 
