 | 1839 - 512 páginas
...that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours,...; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune." ll. Sonnet*, p. 185. (Vhere shall be found a more beautiful spiritualization of sensible things than... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 páginas
...Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours,...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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 páginas
...Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours...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... | |
 | 1833 - 240 páginas
...that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 páginas
...that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The Winds that will be howling at all hours,...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 - 1835 - 350 páginas
...that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The Winds that will be howling at all hours,...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... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1835 - 610 páginas
...that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The Winds, that will be howling at all hours,...moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing in this pleasant lea, Have glimpses, that would make... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 páginas
...that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours,...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 páginas
...that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid hoon ! This Sea that hares her hosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours....of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather he A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1838 - 508 páginas
...have given our heart» nway, u mirdid boon ! Tliis Sea tlmt bare* her bommi to the inoun ; Tin- wind« that will be howling at all hours. And are up-gathered now like KWping flower* ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It HIOV14 u» not. — Grout God !... | |
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THE world is too much with us: late and 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! 
