 | Ulrich Weisstein, Jean-Louis Cupers - 2000 - 342 páginas
...Paradise Lost. Milton has a positive statement followed mmediately by a negative variation: Sweet is ihe breath of morn, her rising sweet With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the Sun When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flour, Glistring with dew;... | |
 | Richard Jacobs - 2001 - 504 páginas
...Milton's Eve, a hundred lines after Satan's bitter curse. With thee conversing, I forget all time, 640 All seasons, and their change; all please alike. Sweet...of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, 645 Glistering... | |
 | Paul Arthur Berkman - 2002 - 296 páginas
...orbital relationships with the Sun (Figs. 2,2, 7.2-7.4). 8 BREATHING PLANET With thee conversing 1 forget all time. All seasons, and their change; all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, . . . —John Milton (1867). Paradise Lost. Book IV CIRCUMPOLAR CYCLONE Solar radiation is the principal... | |
 | Victoria Silver - 2001 - 432 páginas
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 | Gloria Whelan - 2004 - 134 páginas
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 | Donald Burrows, Rosemary Dunhill, James Harris - 2002 - 1268 páginas
...Daphnis, join thy Voice and aid2 My bold attempt, to tune3 his Lay4 Sublime. Duett. Thyrsis & Amaryllis. Sweet is the Breath of Morn; her Rising Sweet, With Charm of earliest Birds; fragratu the Earth; And bright the Gems of Heav'n. But neither Stars. Nor fragraut Earth; nor Charm5... | |
 | Abigail Adams, John Adams - 2002 - 438 páginas
...sighing seeks its associate and joins its first parent in that Beautifull Discriptive passage of Milton Sweet is the Breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest Bird; pleasent the Sun, When first on this delightfull land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree,... | |
 | John Milton - 2003 - 516 páginas
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With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds... 
