...approaching royal progress, he A Rhapsody. burst into a wonderful effusion to, not for, Robert Cecil : ' My heart was never broken till this day, that I hear...her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph ; sometimes sitting in the shade like a Goddess ; sometimes singing like an angel ; sometimes playing...

...near at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less, but yeven now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery....hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle winde blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like...

...near at hand, that I might hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were the less, but yeven now my heart is cast into the depth of all misery....hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle winde blowing her fair hair about her pnre cheeks like a nymph, sometime sitting in the shade like...

...sixty, Raleigh thus speaks of her in a letter intended for her perusal : " I, that was wont to see her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel, sometimes playing like...

...is sixty, Raleigh thus speaks of her in a letter intended for her perusal: "I, that was wont to sec her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking...the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure checks like a nymph, sometimes sitting in the shade like u goddess, sometimes singing like an angel,...

...in so many journeys, and am now left behind her in a dark prison all alone. While she was yet near at hand that I might hear of her once in two or three...the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure face, like a nymph sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess, sometimes singing like an angel,...

...pouring forth his flatteries on this old woman of sixty as if he had no bride of his own to love : — " I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometimes, sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometimes, singing like an angel ; sometimes, playing...

...pouring forth his flatteries on this old woman of sixty as if he had no bride of his own to love : — " I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometimes, sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometimes, singing like an angel ; sometimes, playing...

...While she was yet nire at hand that I might hear of her once in two or three days, my sorrows were less, but even now my heart is cast into the depth...blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks like a nymph ; sometimes sitting in the shade like a goddess ; sometimes singing like an angell, sometime playing...

...like a madman — knowing that the story would be related to the Queen. He wrote to Robert Cecil : " I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander,...hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle air blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph ; sometimes sitting in the shade like...