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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 hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to... "
The British Essayists: The Spectator - الصفحة 201
بواسطة Alexander Chalmers - 1802
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Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books, المجلد 2

John Milton - 1750 - عدد الصفحات: 716
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My gether. But in the paffage before fate of Man is determin'd, and Pa" He arenly o lines eated out of...

Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. From the ...

John Milton - 1759 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...270 Fit haunt of Gods? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and...

The Works of the English Poets: Milton

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - عدد الصفحات: 262
...273 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my lail »75 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud,...

The Works of the English Poets: Milton

Samuel Johnson - 1779 - عدد الصفحات: 262
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, IVJy early vifitation, and my laft 275 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening...

Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books, المجلد 2

John Milton - 1784 - عدد الصفحات: 278
...Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpite of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, From the firft op'ning bud,...

Essays on rhetoric: abridged chiefly from dr. Blair's lectures on that science

Hugh Blair - 1784 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...Fit haunt of Gods! where I had hopes to fpend Quiet, though fad, the refpite of that day Which rnuft be mortal to us both. O flowers ! That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand. From your firft op'ning buds, and...

Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, المجلد 1

Hugh Blair - 1787 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...Fit haunt of Gods ! where I had hope to fpend Quiet, though fad, ihe refpite of that day, Which muft be mortal to us both. O flowers ! That never will in other climate grow» My early vifitation, and my laft ; , At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, Frptn your firft qp'njng bqds,...

The English Parnassus: Being a New Selection of Didactic, Descriptive ...

John Adams - 1789 - عدد الصفحات: 376
...Fit haunt of Gods ? where 1 had hope to fpcnd, Quiet, though fad, the refpite of that day, That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft op'ning bud, and gave...

The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., المجلد 11

English poets - 1790 - عدد الصفحات: 258
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and...

Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from ...

John Milton - 1795 - عدد الصفحات: 282
...thee, Paradise thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, ij» Fit haunt of God ? Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite...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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