 | 1856 - 530 стор.
...howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now, like sleeping flowers ', For this, for ev'rything we're 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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 стор.
...for still The little maid would have her will, And said, "Nay, we are seven!" THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US. The world is too much with us ; late and...tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be 544 WORDSWORTH. [VICTOBIA, A pagan suckled in a ereed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 стор.
...rapturousness of Spring was perhaps never more nobly expressed than in the last two lines of this sonnet. 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... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 стор.
...that bears 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 ; It moves us not ! Great Heaven ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 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 ; 295 It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1858 - 560 стор.
...that bears, 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 ; 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... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 554 стор.
...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... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 336 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 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...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. 
