 | Jakob Schipper - English language - 1910 - 420 pages
...Calls us j | we lose the prime and the fresh field to mark how spring Our t/nded plants, \ how bl6ws the citron grove, What drops the my"rrh> \ and what...Nature paints her colours, \ how the be'e Sits on the U6om \ ex tr deling liquid sw/et.' §178. The dramatic blank verse of the Bestoration is strongly influenced... | |
 | John Milton - Bible - 1910 - 832 pages
...found, Heaven's last, best gift, my ever-new delight! Awake! the morning shines, and the fresh field 20 What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How...colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet." Such whispering waked her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake: "O... | |
 | Jakob Schipper - English language - 1910 - 424 pages
...plants, \ how blows the citron gr6ve, What drdps the m$rrh, \ and what the balmy re'ed, How N&lure paints her colours, \ how the be"e Sits on the bloom \ extracting liquid swe'et.' §178. The dramatic blank verse of the Eestoration isi , strongly influenced by the heroic... | |
 | John Milton - 1924 - 568 pages
...the prime to mark how spring Our tended plants, bow blows the citron grove, t drops What drops tlie myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints...colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet." Such whispering waked her, but with startled eye On Adam; whom imbracing, thus she spake: —... | |
 | John Milton - 1925 - 450 pages
...delight, Awake, the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us, we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended Plants, how blows the Citron Grove, What...colours, how the Bee Sits on the Bloom extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with startl'd eye On Adam, whom imbracing. thus she spake. O... | |
 | John Milton - English literature - 1926 - 412 pages
...how tyring Our tended Plants, how blows the Citron Grove, What drops the Myrrhe, & what the balmie Reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the Bee Sits on the Bloom extrafting liquid sweet. O Sole in whom my thoughtsfnd all repose, My Glorie, my Perfeftion, glad I... | |
 | John Milton - 1930 - 1150 pages
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Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom... 
