 | Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 стор.
...Fit haunt of Gods? where I had hope to spend, 5 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 15 How shall I part, and whither... | |
 | Samuel Phillips Newman - 1829 - 270 стор.
...Fit haunts of Gods ! where I had hoped to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climates grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the... | |
 | John Milton - 1831 - 306 стор.
...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, and my last 27!> At even, which I bred Tip with tender hand , From the first opening bud,... | |
 | William Howitt - 1831 - 596 стор.
...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. O, flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave... | |
 | Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1832 - 378 стор.
...Fit haunt of gods l 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 even, which I bred up with tender hand, From your first opening buds, and... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 312 стор.
...Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, 5 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, 10 From the first opening bud, and... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1837 - 242 стор.
...haunt of gods ; where I had hope to spend "Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must he mortal to us both ? O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand Pram your first opening buds, and... | |
 | Samuel Phillips Newman - 1837 - 334 стор.
...Fit haunts of Gods! where I had hoped to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climates grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the... | |
 | Samuel Phillips Newman - 1837 - 334 стор.
...Fit haunts of Gods ! where I had hoped to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climates grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender band From the... | |
 | Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1838 - 372 стор.
...Fit haunt of gods l 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 even, which I bred up with tender hand, From your first opening buds, and... | |
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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... 
