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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 us... "
An Abridgment of Lectures on Rhetoric - الصفحة 79
بواسطة Hugh Blair - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 216
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The Spectator, المجلد 5

1739 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...particularly foft and womanilh. Mujl I then leave thee, Paradife? Thus leave " ^hee, native Soil, thefc happy Walks and Shades Fit haunt of Gods ? Where I had hope to fpend f>uiet, though fad, the re/fit e of that Day That muft be mortal to us both. O Flovjrs, That...

The Thebaid of Statius, المجلد 1

Publius Papinius Statius - 1767 - عدد الصفحات: 696
...denounces her Departure from Eden. Muft I thus leave thee Paradife ? thus leave Thee, native Soil, thofe happy Walks and Shades, Fit Haunt of Gods ? where I had Hope to fpend, Quiet, though fad, fcff. P«r.Lt>J), B. n. V. 169, Nor thy now breathlefs Grandfon's early Fate,...

The Thebaid of Statius, المجلد 2

Publius Papinius Statius - 1767 - عدد الصفحات: 338
...denounces her Departure from Eden. Muft I thus leave thee Paradife ? thus leave Thee, native Soil, thofe happy Walks and Shades, Fit Haunt of Gods ? where I had Hope to fpend, Qwet, though fad, £?>. Par. Loft, B. n. V. 269. Nor BooKlX. STATIUS's THEBAID. 429 Nor thy...

Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1776 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...audible lament Discover'd soon the place of her retire: O unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must l thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, 270 Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend. Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must...

Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, المجلد 1

Hugh Blair - 1787 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...ftroke, worfe than of death ! Muft I thus leave thee, Paradife ! thus leave Thee, native foil, thefe happy walks, and shades, 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...

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

John Milton - 1795 - عدد الصفحات: 282
...unseen Yet all had heard, with audible lament Discover" d soon the place of her retire. 0 unexpefted stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee,...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 of that day That must...

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

John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...Eve, who unseen Yet all had heard, with audible lament, 266 Discover'd soon the place of her retire. O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I...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,...

Paradise lost, a poem. With the life of the author [by E. Fenton].

John Milton - 1800 - عدد الصفحات: 300
...place of her retire. O unexpected stroke, worse than of death l Must I tlrns leave thec, Paradise f thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and...to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must he mortal to us hoth. O flowers, That never will in other elimate grow, My early visitation,...

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

John Milton - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...unseen 265 Yet all had heard, with audible lament Discovered soon the place of her retire. O CNEXPECTED stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee,...leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, 270 Fit haunt of God ? Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must...

The British Essayists: The Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - عدد الصفحات: 600
...: ' Must I then leave thee, Paradise ? Thus leave Thee, native soil, ihese happy walks and shadei, 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 grow, My early visitation,...




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