 | John Milton, John Mitford - 1851 - 464 Seiten
...had hope to fpend, Quiet though fad, the refpit of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flours, That never will in other Climate grow, My early vifitation, and my laft At Eev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft op'ning bud, and gave ye Names, Who now mall... | |
 | John Milton - 1851 - 428 Seiten
...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 elimate grow, My early visitation, and my last g'aj I At Even, whieh I bred up with tender hand From... | |
 | James Robert Boyd - 1852 - 364 Seiten
...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... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 472 Seiten
...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,... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 Seiten
...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. 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... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 362 Seiten
...haunt of Gods ? where I nad hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must lie 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1860 - 424 Seiten
...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. 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... | |
 | Gordon Willoughby James Gyll - 1860 - 410 Seiten
...Fit haunt of Gods ; where I had hoped 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, Who now will rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes ? Aporia, or doubt. — This figure expresses... | |
 | Thomas McNicoll - 1861 - 396 Seiten
...fhades Fit haunt for 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 I At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and gave ye names! Who now... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 Seiten
...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 At even — which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, 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... 
