...while she is afur off — I, who was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a m-inph. Sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes playing on the lnto like Orpheus....

...the depth of all misery. I—that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure face like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime...

...of seeing her" — her that he " had been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle wind blowing her...sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like au Orpheus ! " Queen Elizabeth is known to have had an enormous appetite for flattery, but one would...

...seeing her' — ' her that he had ' been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunt' ing like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle ' wind blowing her...like ' a goddess — sometimes singing like an angel, some' times playing like Orpheus!' Notwithstanding every allowance that can be made for the occasional...

...seeing her' — ' her that he had ' been wont to behold riding like Alexander, hunt' ing like Diana, walking like Venus — the gentle ' wind blowing her...like ' a goddess — sometimes singing like an angel, some' times playing like Orpheus!' Notwithstanding every allowance that can be made for the occasional...

...behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing the fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometimes...sometimes singing like an angel ; sometimes playing like an Orpheus : behold the sorrow of this world ! once amiss hath bereaved me of all." Elizabeth was then...

...behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing the fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometimes...sometimes singing like an angel ; sometimes playing like an Orpheus : behold the sorrow of this world ! once amiss hath bereaved me of all." Elizabeth was then...

...sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometimes singing like an angel ; sometimes playing like an Orpheus : behold the sorrow of this world ! once amiss hath bereaved me of all." Elizabeth was then three score years old ! Poor Mary Queen of Scots ! what attractions had she compared...

...behold her riding like Extravagant Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the jj^ffil^n. gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometime singing like an angel, sometime playing like...

...the depth of all misery.- T, that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting lake Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair...amiss hath bereaved me of all. O glory, that only shincth in misfortune, what is become of thy assurance ? All wounds have scars but that of fantasy...