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" At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names ; Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? "
Dr. Blair's Lectures on Rhetoric: Abridged. With Questions - الصفحة 99
بواسطة Hugh Blair - 1831 - عدد الصفحات: 268
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Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1776 - عدد الصفحات: 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,...last At even, which I bred up with 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...

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

John Milton - 1795 - عدد الصفحات: 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...

Paradise Lost: With Notes, Selected from Newton and Others, to ..., المجلدات 1-2

John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 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...

Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711

John Milton - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 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...

The British Essayists: The Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 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,...last At even, which I bred up 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,...

The Literary Magazine, and American Register, المجلد 1

1804 - عدد الصفحات: 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,...last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names! Who now shall rear ye to the sVn, or rank Yout tribes, and...

The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, المجلد 2

Joseph Addison - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 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...

The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - عدد الصفحات: 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...

Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, المجلد 1

Hugh Blair - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...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 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...

An Abridgment of Lectures on Rhetoric

Hugh Blair - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 330
...mortal to us both > O flowers ! That never will in other climate grow, . : '. .**. . jv ••,,.*. My early visitation, and my last At even, which I...and gave you names : 'Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount > This is the real language of nature...




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