 | John Oldmixon - 1728 - 484 lehte
...1"hee, native Soil, thefe happy Walks and Shades, lit Haunt of Godrt Oh, Flo-w'rs, l"hat never -~joill in other Climate grow, My early Vifitation, and my laft At Ev'n, ivhich I bred up with tender Hand, From thefirfl op'ning Bud, and gave ye Names,, Who noivjball rear... | |
 | William Laudér - 1750 - 210 lehte
...hope to fpend Quiet, tho' fad, the refpite of that day, That muft be mortal to us both ! O flow'rs, That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation,...my laft At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft op'ning bud, and gave ye names ! Who now fhall rear ye to the fun, or rank Thee, laftly,... | |
 | John Milton - 1750 - 716 lehte
...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 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 lehte
...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 ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and gave ye names,Who now... | |
 | Art - 1762 - 290 lehte
...had hope to fpend Quiet, though fad, the refphe of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flow'rs That never will in other climate grow, My early vifitation and my laft Afev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening bud, and gave you names ; Who now fhall... | |
 | John Milton - 1767 - 376 lehte
...fad, the refpite of that day That muft be mortal to us both. O flours, PARADISE HOST. XI". 274. 307 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... | |
 | 1776 - 478 lehte
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 890 lehte
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 262 lehte
...Jhades, 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, and gave you names,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 262 lehte
...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 in other climate grow, IVJy early vifitation, and my laft 275 At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the firft opening... | |
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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... 
