 | William Nicholson - 1819 - 408 páginas
...Paradise Lost :" " O unexpected stroke, worse than of deathl Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? Thus leave Thee, native soil ; these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of godsl" Other figures are the language of some particular passion, but this expresses them all. It is... | |
 | Hugh Blair - 1820 - 538 páginas
...compelled to leave it. 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 hope to spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1820 - 832 páginas
...of her retire. " O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death : Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus Hell debas'd. and pain Knfeebled me. to what I was in Heaven. She fair, d ? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, nie respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | John Aikin - 1821 - 356 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 be mortal to us both.... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 230 páginas
...Eve pour forth her tender bewailings upon leaving paradise. " 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 Which must be mortal to us both.... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 296 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 be mortal to us both.... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 806 páginas
...but have something in them particularly soft and womanish : 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... | |
 | Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 682 páginas
...but have something in them particularly soft and womanish : 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... | |
 | Jacques Delille - 1824 - 404 páginas
...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 be mortal to us both.... | |
 | George Burges - 1824 - 150 páginas
...her departure. " 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 be mortal to us both.... | |
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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 be mortal to us... 
