 | John Milton - 1899 - Liczba stron: 476
...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 Who now shall rear ye to the Sun, or raui Your tribes, and water... | |
 | John Milton - 1900 - Liczba stron: 588
...had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respit of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flours, That never will in other Climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At Eev'n, which I bred up with tender hand From the first op'ning bud, and gave ye Names, Who now shall... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1902 - Liczba stron: 570
...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 names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | 1902 - Liczba stron: 424
...where I had hoped 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 last At even, which I bred up with tender hand Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee, lastly,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1902 - Liczba stron: 516
...of that day That must be mortal to us both ? O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, I 1O My early visitation and my 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 sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | John Milton - 1903 - Liczba stron: 396
...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 names, Who now shall rear ye to the Sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | 1904 - Liczba stron: 1058
...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 names! Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | John Milton - 1904 - Liczba stron: 326
...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 names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | John Milton - 1905 - Liczba stron: 398
...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 names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
 | Robert Raikes Raymond - 1906 - Liczba stron: 208
...where I had hoped 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 names, Who now shall rear you to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and... | |
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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? 
