 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.  Kottabos: College Miscellany - Strana 161869Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | John Milton - 1750 - 716 str.
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My gether. But in the paffage before fate of Man is determin'd, and Pa" He arenly o lines eated out of... | |
 | John Milton - 1759 - 608 str.
...270 Fit haunt of Gods? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and... | |
 | 1776 - 478 str.
...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 be mortal...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 th' ambrosial fount ?... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 262 str.
...273 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my lail »75 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 262 str.
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, IVJy early vifitation, and my laft 275 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1784 - 412 str.
...Fit haunt of Gods! where I had hopes to fpend Quiet, though fad, the refpite of that day Which rnuft be mortal to us both. O flowers ! That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand. From your firft op'ning buds, and... | |
 | John Milton - 1784 - 278 str.
...Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpite of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, From the firft op'ning bud,... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1787 - 482 str.
...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 never will in other climate grow» My early vifitation, and my laft ; , At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, Frptn your firft qp'njng bqds,... | |
 | John Adams - 1789 - 376 str.
...Fit haunt of Gods ? where 1 had hope to fpcnd, Quiet, though fad, the refpite of that day, That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft op'ning bud, and gave... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 258 str.
...270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 275 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and... | |
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