...Must l 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...mortal to us both. 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...

...thee, Paradise thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, ij» Fit haunt of God ? Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite...mortal to 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...

...stood, That all his senses bound. Eve, who unseen Yet all had heard, with audible lament, 266 Discover'd soon the place of her retire. O unexpected stroke,...respite of that day That must be mortal to us both ! O flow'rs, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last 275 At e'en, which...

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...leave thee, Paradise thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, 270 Fit haunt of God ? Where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite...mortal to us 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...

...: ' Must I then leave thee, Paradise ? Thus leave Thee, native soil, ihese happy walks and shadei, Fit haunt of gods, where I had hope to spend Quiet,...mortal to us both ? 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...

...sentiments are not only proper to die subject, but have something in them particularly soft and womanish. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee,...where I had hope to spend, Quiet, though sad, the respit of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will in other climate grow,...

...never shall be parted, bliss or woe. , \ EVE'S LAMENTATION UPON HER BEING BOOMED* TO QUIT PARADISE. O UNEXPECTED stroke, worse than of Death ! Must I...shades, Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to spend^ <Huiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both. O flowers, That never will...

...moving and tender address which Eve makes to Paradise, just before she is compelled t« leave it. Oh ! unexpected stroke, worse than of death '. Must I thus...spend Quiet, though sad, the respite of that day, Which must be mortal to us both. O flowers! That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation...

...stood, That all his senses bound; Eve, who unseen Yet all had heard, with audible lament JDiscover'd soon the place of her retire : O unexpected stroke,...thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shade*, Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend, Q;tiet though sad, the respite of that day 273...