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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... "
Paradise lost, a poem. With the life of the author [by E. Fenton]. - 255. oldal
szerző: John Milton - 1800
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The Spectator, 5. kötet

1739 - 312 oldal
...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, 2. kötet

Publius Papinius Statius - 1767 - 338 oldal
...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...

The Thebaid of Statius, 1. kötet

Publius Papinius Statius - 1767 - 696 oldal
...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,...

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

1776 - 478 oldal
...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 be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my...

Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, 1. kötet

Hugh Blair - 1787 - 482 oldal
...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 - 282 oldal
...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 of that day That must be mortal to us both . O flowers. That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my...

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

John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 oldal
...place of her retire. O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ! thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and...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, and my...

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

John Milton - 1801 - 396 oldal
...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 of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my...

The British Essayists: The Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 oldal
...: ' 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, and my...

The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, 2. kötet

Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 oldal
...subject, but have something in them particularly soft and womanish. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and...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,...




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