 | 1780 - 428 str.
...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,... | |
 | Friedrich Bouterwek - 1809 - 500 str.
...wouldft fmile , and take roe in thine arms. The fight of London to my exil'd eje» Ii as Ely (¡urn to a new-come foul; Not that I love the city, or the...upon whofe bofom let me die, And with the world be dill at enmity. What need the artik poeple love (lar -light, Tho whom the fun (hiñes both by day and... | |
 | Friedrich Bouterwek - 1809 - 506 str.
...arms. :. .1 .The fight of London to my ezil'd e>es Is as Elyfium toa new-come foul; Not that I Jove the city, or the men, But that it harbours him I hold...And with the world be ftill at enmity. What need the artik poeple love ftar- light, Tho whom the fun (nines both by day and night! Farewell bafe (looping... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 str.
...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 str.
...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 str.
...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 - 1070 str.
...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 - 348 str.
...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 str.
...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 str.
...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. 
