"Ambrosial" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... love-sick swain, Will watch thee at night's stilly noon, Pouring his passion in an amorous strain: Or, with the mistress of his soul— Lighted by thy love-whispering beams— In some secluded garden stroll, Bewildered in ambrosial dreams; Nor once suspect, while his full pulses move, That thou, whom tides obey, may'st ...
— Graham's Magazine Vol XXXIII No. 5 November 1848 • Various
... Death from the bended bow, Gladly he leaves above— For Melody and Love! Low bend the dwellers of the sky, When sweeps the stately Juno by; Proud in her car, the Uncontroll'd Curbs the bright birds that breast the air, As flames the sovereign crown of gold Amidst the ambrosial waves of hair— Ev'n thou, fair Queen of Heaven's high throne, Hast Love's subduing sweetness known; From all her state, the Great One bends To charm the Olympian's bright embraces, The Heart-Enthraller only lends The ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 53, No. 331, May, 1843 • Various
... plump and resigned—alight with the same smile of welcome. Father Abella mentioned them as his coadjutor Father Martin Landaeta, and their guest Father Jose Uria of San Jose; and then the three, with the scant rites of genuine hospitality, applied themselves to the tickling of palates long unused to ambrosial living. Responding ingenuously to the glow of their home-made wines, they begged Rezanov to accept the Mission, burn it, plunder it, above all, ...
— Rezanov • Gertrude Atherton
... is this? A yellow-jacket has found an ambrosial attraction here upon the bramble leaf. Meanwhile a great black and white paper-hornet has seen his opportunity, and is soon slyly approaching behind the sipper. That he has designs on that jacket and its contents is apparent. In a moment the onslaught ...
— My Studio Neighbors • William Hamilton Gibson
... The hunger-born mirage of his own heart, Far, far above the world, a home of gods, Where One, a goddess, veiled in the sleek waves Of her deep hair, yet glimmering golden through, Lifted, with radiant arms, ambrosial food For hunger such as this! Up the dark hills, He rushed, a thunder-cloud, Urged by the famine of his heart. He stood High on the topmost crags, he hailed the gods In thunder, and the clouds ...
— Collected Poems - Volume One (of 2) • Alfred Noyes
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