| Paula R. Feldman, Daniel Robinson - 1999 - 306 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, 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... | |
| William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2003 - 356 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; 10 So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would... | |
| K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 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... | |
| Judy Harrow - 2003 - 326 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... | |
| Kyle Stevens - 2003
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| Linda Bannister, Ellen Davis Conner, Robert Liftig - 2003 - 276 стор.
...will be howling at all hours, 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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