 | John Milton - 2003 - 1012 էջ
...death! Must I thus leave thee Paradise? thus leave Thee native soil, these happy walks and shades, 270 Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day0 That must be mortal to us both. O flowersThat never will in other climate grow, My early visitation,... | |
 | Ebenezer Cobham Brewer - 2004 - 596 էջ
...place of her retire, ' O unexpected stroke, worse than of death. Mint 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, Qiiiet, though sad, the refyite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers! That never well... | |
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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... 
