The world is too much with us. 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 ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon... The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - Página 9editado por - 1838Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 páginas
...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...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... | |
| Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 páginas
...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... | |
| George Henry Calvert - 1878 - 246 páginas
...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... | |
| Robert Cochrane (miscellaneous writer) - 1878 - 570 páginas
...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 would make... | |
| Sir Henry Taylor - 1878 - 378 páginas
...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... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1879 - 362 páginas
...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... | |
| Alan W. Bellringer, C. B. Jones - 1988 - 264 páginas
...We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon I This sea, that bares her bosom to the moon ; 'Vli.- winds, that -will be howling at all hours, And are...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 Wegener - 1992 - 244 páginas
...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. . . . Those who rather enjoy being cosmically distressed by telling "sad... | |
| Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 páginas
...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... | |
| Robert Pogue Harrison - 2009 - 305 páginas
...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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