 | John Adams - 1813 - 324 pàgines
...thus leave " Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, " Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hoped to spend, " Quiet, though sad, the respite of that...climate grow, « My early visitation and my last " At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand « From the first opening bud, and gave you names, « Who now... | |
 | John Milton - 1813 - 342 pàgines
...soil, these happy walks aiid shades, 'J-'f Fit haunt of gods .' where I had hope to spend, <ii;i< r though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O Bowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last 275 At even, which... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1813 - 296 pàgines
...leave thee, Paradise > thus leave Thee, native soil ; these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods ; where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Whieh must be mortal to us both .' O flowers ! That never will in other elimate grow, My early visitation,... | |
 | John Milton - 1815 - 244 pàgines
...hope to spend, Qniet thongh sad, the respite of that day Hat mnst he mortal ,« ns both. O flower?, That never will in other climate grow^ My early visitation, and my last 275 Vi even, which I bred np with tender hand From the first o^enin"- bnd, and gave ye namet ! Who... | |
 | 1816 - 592 pàgines
...though sad, the respite of that day That must lie mortal to us both. О flowers, That петег will iu other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand ¡Y. nu the first opening bud, and gave ye names : \Vlio now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1817 - 516 pàgines
...Paradise ' thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks, and shades, Fit haunt of gods ! where 1 had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must lie mortal to us both. О flowers ! That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1818 - 266 pàgines
...shades, Fit haunt of gods; where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day. Which must be mortal to us both ? O flowers ! That never...last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From ypur first opening buds, and gave you name] : Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes,... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1818 - 300 pàgines
...Fit haunt of gods ; where I had hope to spend i luii't. though sad, the respite of that day, "Which must be mortal to us both? O flowers, That never will in other cliinate-grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender band From your... | |
 | British essayists - 1819 - 376 pàgines
...leave H:re, Paradise? Thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods, where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both? () flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1819 - 378 pàgines
...leave thee, Paradise ? Thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit hannt of gods, where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both? () flowers, That never will in other climate grow, JMy early visitation, and my last At even, which... | |
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O unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hoped to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us... 
