 | 1776 - 478 páginas
...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,...last At even, which I bred up with 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... | |
 | John Milton - 1795 - 282 páginas
...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 ye names, Who now shall... | |
 | John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - 610 páginas
...hope to spend, 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 last 275 At e'en, which I bred up with tender hand From the first op'ning bud, and gave ye names, Who now... | |
 | John Milton - 1801 - 396 páginas
...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 275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names, Who now... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 600 páginas
...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,...last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave you names I Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes,... | |
 | 1804 - 496 páginas
...had hope to spend, Quiet tho' sad, the respite ofthat day That must be mortal to us both. O. nowers, That never will in other climate grow. My early visitation,...last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names! Who now shall rear ye to the sVn, or rank Yout tribes, and... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1804 - 578 páginas
...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, My early visitation, and my last At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names, Who now shall... | |
 | 1806 - 408 páginas
...where I had hope to spend^ <Huiet 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 gave1 ye names,, Who now shall... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1807 - 406 páginas
...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 ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, From your first op'ningbuds, and gave you names! Who now shall... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1808 - 330 páginas
...mortal to us both > O flowers ! That never will in other climate grow, . : '. .**. . jv ••,,.*. My early visitation, and my last At even, which I...and gave you names : 'Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount > This is the real language of nature... | |
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At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names ; Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount? 
