 | Charles Campbell - History - 1847 - 224 pages
...from the Tower to Sir Robert Cecil, Raleigh indulged in the most extravagant flattery of the queen : " I that was wont to behold her, riding like Alexander,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like... | |
 | 1847 - 784 pages
...from the Tower to Sir Robert Cecil, Raleigh indulged in the most extravagant flattery of the queen : " I that was wont to behold her, riding like Alexander,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like... | |
 | 1847 - 814 pages
...from the Tower to Sir Robert Cecil, Raleigh indulged in the most extravagant flattery of the queen : " I that was wont to behold her, riding like Alexander,...her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like... | |
 | 1847 - 1230 pages
...he complains to Secretary Cecil that the greatest misery of his confinement is that he can no longer behold her "riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana,...gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks lik* a nymph, — sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, and sometimes singing like an angel."... | |
 | Agnes Strickland - Queens - 1848 - 388 pages
...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 pages
...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 - Europe - 1849 - 358 pages
...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 - Europe - 1850 - 264 pages
...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 - Shakespeare in fiction, drama, poetry, etc - 1851 - 328 pages
...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 pages
...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... | |
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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; sometime sitting in the shade like a Goddess; sometime singing like an angel; sometime... 
