| 1. | Of life ambrosial frutage bear, and vine. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
| 2. | New gatherd, and ambrosial smell diffus'd. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
| 3. | Now when ambrosial Night with Clouds exhal'. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
| 4. | Your Tribes, and water from th' ambrosial Foun. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
| 5. | Thus while God spake, ambrosial fragrance fill'. - from Paradise Lost by John Milton |
| 6. | Fed by fair Iris with ambrosial foo. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 7. | On Simois, brink ambrosial herbage grew. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 8. | And with perfumes of sweet ambrosial dew. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 9. | O'er all his limbs ambrosial odours shed. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |