 | Joseph Addison - 1854 - 726 стор.
...have something in them particularly soft and womanish. Must I then leave thec, Paradise? thus lea ve Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods 1 where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 стор.
...CymheKsu. EXILE. О unexpeeted 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 hop'd to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | John Milton - 1855 - 644 стор.
...of her retire: " Oh, 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 Tlt at must be mortal to us... | |
 | Salem Town - 1855 - 492 стор.
...eternity prepare." 2. Oh ! unexpected stroke, worse than of Death 1 Must I leave thee, Paradise! thus leave Thee, native Soil — these happy walks, and shades, Fit haunt of gods ? O, Floicen! Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th" ambrosial... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1872 - 382 стор.
...personified. 15. " Oh ! 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, Which must be mortal to us... | |
 | Society for promoting Christian knowledge - 1872 - 266 стор.
...have something in them particularly soft and womanish — " Musi I then 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.... | |
 | William Chauncey Fowler - 1873 - 814 стор.
...better day. — DRYDEN. O unexpected stroke ! worse than of Death ! Must I leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil ? these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hoped to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both... | |
 | English poetry - 1873 - 390 стор.
...of her retire. " Oh 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 hoped to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us... | |
 | Anthologia Anglica - 1873 - 512 стор.
...XXXI. EVE'S LAMENT. 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 both.... | |
 | Samuel Wordsworth Bailey - 1874 - 732 стор.
...and clothed them. 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 both.... | |
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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... 
