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" 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 ye names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial... "
The British Essayists;: Spectator - الصفحة 277
بواسطة Alexander Chalmers - 1808
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books, المجلدات 1-2

John Milton - 1711 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...Ev'n, which 1 bred up with tender hand From the firftop'ning bud, and gave you Nanqj Who now (hall rear you to the Sun, or rank Your Tribes, and water from th1 ambrofial FouU Thee laftly, nuptial Bowre, by me adorn'd With what to fight or fmell was t'weet...

Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to ...

1776 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...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...with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye n.imes, Who now shall rear ye 10 the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount...

Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from ...

John Milton - 1795 - عدد الصفحات: 282
...both . O flowers. That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At ev'n, 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 th' ambrosial fount...

Paradise Lost: With Notes, Selected from Newton and Others, to ..., المجلدات 1-2

John Milton, Samuel Johnson - 1796 - عدد الصفحات: 610
...which I bred up with tender hand From the first op'ning bud, and gave ye names, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn'd 280 With what to sight or smell was sweet, from thee How shall I part, and whither...

Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711

John Milton - 1801 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last 275 At ev'n, 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 th' ambrosial fount...

The Literary Magazine, and American Register, المجلد 1

1804 - عدد الصفحات: 496
...spend, Quiet tho' sad, the respite ofthat day That must be mortal to us both. O. nowers, That never will in other climate grow. My early visitation, and my...with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names! Who now shall rear ye to the sVn, or rank Yout tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount...

The works of ... Joseph Addison, collected by mr. Tickell, المجلد 2

Joseph Addison - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 578
...us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At ev'n, 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 th' ambrosial fount...

The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last , At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand' From the first opening bud, and gave1 ye names,, Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th1 ambrosial...

Lectures on Rhetoric and Belles Lettres, المجلد 1

Hugh Blair - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...early visitation and my last At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand, From your first op'ningbuds, and gave you names! Who now shall rear you to the...rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial fount ? Book II. 1. sdt, This is altogether the language of nature, and of female passion. It is observable,...

The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author ..., المجلدات 1-2

John Milton - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My eaily visitation, and my last At even, whith 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 th' ambrosial fount?...




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