| William Hazlitt - 1825 - 600 páginas
...plaee of her retire. O unexpeeted stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus er wide That dismal world, if any elime perhaps Might yield them easier ? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
| John Milton - 1826 - 360 páginas
...retire. " O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave 2«9 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 both.... | |
| Samuel Putnam - 1828 - 314 páginas
...Paradise. — MILTON. 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 hoped to spend Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 páginas
...loss of Paradise. " O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death ! Must 1 thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to spend, 5 Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us... | |
| Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 824 páginas
...to man ? Milton. О unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must 1 thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades Fit haunt of gods? Id. О that we, who have resisted all the designs of his love, would now try to defeat that of his... | |
| John Milton - 1829 - 426 páginas
...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 shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must he mortal to us hoth.... | |
| Hugh Blair - 1831 - 284 páginas
...compelled to leave it. O, unexpected stroke, worse than of death! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise 1 Thus leave Thee, native soil ; these happy walks and shades, . Fit haunt of gods ; where 1 had hop'd ti> spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must he mortal to us... | |
| William Howitt - 1831 - 596 páginas
...audible lament," Oh, 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 hoped to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us... | |
| Mrs. Lincoln Phelps - 1832 - 448 páginas
...the language of the Poet, with bitter regret exclaims : i " 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 both... | |
| Hugh Blair, Abraham Mills - 1832 - 378 páginas
...to leave it. Oh l unexpected stroke, worse than of death I Must I thus leave thee, Paradise 1 thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks, and shades, Fit haunt of gods l where I had hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must be mortal to us... | |
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