 | Edward Thring - 1868 - 256 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 стор.
...sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gatherM now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God 1 I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; 80 might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | University of Oxford - 1869 - 314 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, And are upgathcred 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 might make... | |
 | English poetry - 1869 - 328 стор.
...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 every thing, we are out of tune ; in. It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
 | William [poetical works Wordsworth (selections]) - 1870 - 236 стор.
...be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like fleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan fuckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, ftanding on this pleafant lea, Have glimpfes that would make... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1871 - 630 стор.
...(haf h.lTJ'i hgrbosomio the mgon^ The winds that will beTïowTm^a*t all hours. And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing,...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... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1871 - 642 стор.
...that hares her hosom to the moon ; The winds that will he howling at alt hours. And are up.gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us noL —Great God 1 I'd rather he A Pagan suckled in a ereed outworn : So might I, standing on this... | |
 | Octavius Brooks Frothingham - 1874 - 666 стор.
...be blowing at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; for tins', 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... | |
 | William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1872 - 584 стор.
...bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleepmg flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of...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... | |
 | 1873 - 598 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, And- are upgathered now like sleeping flowers ; Forthis, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not.— Great God...sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn." But though he thought so little of individual life, he is never weary of insisting on the greatness... | |
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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. 
