 | Sharon Turner - 2003 - 588 páginas
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 | John Milton - 2003 - 1012 páginas
...praise. With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike.0 640 Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun0 When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower,... | |
 | Linda Pendleton - 2003 - 182 páginas
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 | Richard Steele - 2004 - 96 páginas
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 | Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 778 páginas
...ENGLISH (1564-1616) With thee conversing, I forget all time From Paradise Lost With thee conversing, I forget all time, All seasons, and their change,...of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with... | |
 | Francis Blessington - 2004 - 161 páginas
...first love lyric is an intricate garland: With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and thir change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn,...of earliest Birds; pleasant the Sun When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flow'r, Glist'ring with... | |
 | John Adams - 2003 - 516 páginas
...sighing, seeks its associate, and joins its first parent in that beautiful description of Milton: — "Sweet is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet, With...of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with... | |
 | Tom Lorang Jones - 2004 - 340 páginas
...the trailhead, which is marked by a sign on the right side of the road. This is at trail mile 6.4. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet. With charm of earliest birds. — John Milton, Paradise Lost ENDING ACCESS POINT 1 Distance from graded road ** 13.0' WEBSTER PASS:... | |
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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... 
