 | Max Gauna - 1996 - 306 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, And are upgathered 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 glimpses which would make... | |
 | Daniel Alderson - 1996 - 116 стор.
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 | Charles Dickens - 1997 - 692 стор.
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 | Arthur Herman - 1997 - 552 стор.
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 | Arthur Herman - 1997 - 538 стор.
...see in nature that is ours; we have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! 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 glimpses that would make... | |
 | Roy Jay Cook - 1958 - 200 стор.
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 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 стор.
...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; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | Clara Calvo, Jean Jacques Weber - 1998 - 166 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, And are upgathered 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 glimpses that would make... | |
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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; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. 
