 Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;...  The British Poets - Сторінка 3391865Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 стор.
...be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 стор.
...be howling at all hours, And arc up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God. ! I 'd raiher be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses... | |
 | 1840 - 378 стор.
...that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now like sleeping flowers :: For this, for everything, we are out of tune : It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 стор.
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : I/ittle we see in nature that is ours ; We have lea. Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn...September :l, 1R03. Earth has not anything to show ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; Ко might I, standing on this pleasant lea. Have... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 стор.
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we нее in nature that is ours ; We have gn of Jamos I. : — ' Such * superiority do the pursuits...but и mediocrity In them, merit* the pre-eminence ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 стор.
...be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn... | |
 | 1871 - 880 стор.
...bares her bosom to the moon — The winds that will be howling nt all hours, And now upgivthered lie like sleeping flowers — For this, for everything,...we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God! I had rather be A Pagan suckled in some creed outworn! So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 стор.
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 стор.
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we Bee in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...we are out of tune ; It moves us not.— Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 стор.
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we see in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...we are out of tune ; It moves us not — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
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