 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 792 str.
...345. § Paradise Lost, book ii. 1. 587, et seq. 381 Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold' st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins -• Such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 376 str.
...the night, ' Become the touches of sweet harmony. , Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; . 'There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins : Such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 452 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines * of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold 'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still-quiring to the young-ey'd chernbins: Such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 554 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ' ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins : Such... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1822 - 362 str.
...blood, is finely brought out in the following lines from Shakspeare. Look, how the floor of Heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou beholdst, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 534 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines * of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 1004 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou beim!, P i, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey d cherubims : Such... | |
 | Philomathic institution - 1824 - 522 str.
...nine-infolded spheres; so that " There's not the smallest orb which thou bchold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims: Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay, Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it." Poetry is the language... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 str.
...and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young eyed cherubim: Such harmony... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 str.
...and the night, Become the lonches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica ! Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold' st, Botin his motion likean angel sings, Still qniriflgto the von n g-ey'd chérubins : Such... | |
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Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims ; Such harmony is in immortal... 
