 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 Poets - Сторінка 2281866Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1776 - 478 стор.
...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...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 water from... | |
 | John Milton - 1795 - 282 стор.
...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... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 стор.
...audible lament, 266 Discover'd soon the place of her retire. O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ! thus leave Thee,...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... | |
 | John Milton - 1800 - 300 стор.
...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...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, and my... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 396 стор.
...leave thee, Paradise thus 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...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... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 стор.
...: ' 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,...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, and water... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 стор.
...sentiments are not only proper to die subject, but have something in them particularly soft and womanish. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee,...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,... | |
 | 1804 - 496 стор.
...offer the following tender and sweetly modulated unes : " О unexpected stroke, О worse than death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ! thus leave Thee,...! these happy walks and shades. Fit haunt of Gods Ï where I had hope to spend, Quiet tho' sad, the respite ofthat day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...EVE'S LAMENTATION UPON HER BEING BOOMED* TO QUIT PARADISE. O UNEXPECTED stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee,...shades, Fit haunt of Gods ? 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... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1807 - 406 стор.
...Paradise, just before she is compelled t« leave it. Oh ! unexpected stroke, worse than of death '. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ! thus leave Thee,...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... | |
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