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" Must I thus 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 That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate... "
The Monthly Repository, and Library of Entertaining Knowledge - Стр. 54
1832
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Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1776 - Страниц: 478
...where I had hope to spend. Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My...tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye n.imes, Who now shall rear ye 10 the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ?...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from ...

John Milton - 1795 - Страниц: 282
...Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both . O flowers. That never will in other 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 ye names, Who now shall...
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Paradise Lost: With Notes, Selected from Newton and Others, to ..., Объемы 1-2

John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - Страниц: 610
...hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both ! O flow'rs, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last 275 At e'en, which I bred up with tender hand From the first op'ning bud, and gave ye names, Who now...
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Paradise lost, a poem. With the life of the author [by E. Fenton].

John Milton - 1800 - Страниц: 300
...early visitation, and my last At ev'n, which l hred up with tender hand From ilie first op'niitg hud, and gave ye names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your trihes, and water from in' amhrosial fount? Thee lastly, nuptial how'r, hy meadorn'd With what to sight...
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Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711

John Milton - 1801 - Страниц: 396
...Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names, Who now...
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The British Essayists: The Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - Страниц: 600
...where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both ? O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My...with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave you names I Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount...
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The Literary Magazine, and American Register, Том 1

1804 - Страниц: 496
...had hope to spend, Quiet tho' sad, the respite ofthat day That must be mortal to us both. O. nowers, That never will in other climate grow. My early visitation,...bud, and gave ye names! Who now shall rear ye to the sVn, or rank Yout tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower! by me adorn'd...
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The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, Том 2

Joseph Addison - 1804 - Страниц: 578
...where I had hope to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respit of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other 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 ye names, Who now shall...
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The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - Страниц: 408
...where I had hope to spend^ <Huiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last , At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand' From the first opening bud, and gave1 ye names,, Who now shall...
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Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, Том 1

Hugh Blair - 1807 - Страниц: 406
...I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must be mortal to us both. O flowers! That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation and my last At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, From your first op'ningbuds, and gave you names! Who now shall...
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