 | Masson - 1995 - 228 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 1, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 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 outwom; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | Deirdre David - 1995 - 256 стор.
...our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! ... for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. —William Wordsworth, "The World Is Too Much with Us," 1802 Wordsworth's image of a society out of... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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... | |
 | Mary Oliver - 1998 - 212 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'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 glimpses that would make... | |
 | Paula R. Feldman, Daniel Robinson - 2002 - 302 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | R. D. Lawrence - 1999 - 240 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... | |
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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. 
