 | Hugh Blair - 1784 - 412 Seiten
...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...my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand. From your firft op'ning buds, and gave you , names ! Who now fhall rear you to the fun, or rank Your... | |
 | John Milton - 1784 - 278 Seiten
...fhades, 270 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...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, and gave ye names! Who now... | |
 | John Adams - 1789 - 376 Seiten
...fhades, 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...my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft op'ning bud, and gave you names, Who now fhall rear you to the fun, or rank Your tribes,... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 258 Seiten
...fhades, 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...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 gave you names, Who now... | |
 | Mr. Cresswick - 1792 - 452 Seiten
...hop'd to fpend, "Quiet, though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flow'rsi That never will in other climate grow, •My early...my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand from. the firft op'nirig bad, and gave .you names, WtoS "Who new fhall rear you to the fun, or rank... | |
 | Robert Anderson - 1795 - 740 Seiten
...and'ihad;:«, Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to fpcnd, Quiet though fad, the refpite of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will...other climate grow, ' My early vifitation, and my bit /.t even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and give ye name-. Who now... | |
 | John Milton - 1795 - 282 Seiten
...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 last At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave... | |
 | Gilbert Wakefield - 1796 - 382 Seiten
...from his great original, whom every reader will delight to fee contrafted here, Par. I,oft, »• 273O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At even ; which I bred up with tender hand, From the firft opening bud, and gave ye names ; Who now fhall... | |
 | Thomas Sheridan - 1796 - 292 Seiten
...hopetofpend ." Quiet, tho' fad, the refpite of that day " That muft be mortal to us both. O flow'rt,'1' " That never will in other climate grow, " My early vifitation, and my laft " Atev'n, which I bred up .with tender hand . *' From thefirft opening b\id, ,an4 gave ye p?imes "... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 842 Seiten
...(hadei, Fit haunt of Gods? where I had hope to fpcnd, Quiet though fad, the rcfpite of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will...other climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft 1?: At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and gave you names. Who now... | |
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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... 
