 | 1840 - 368 pages
...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 winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now like sleeping flowers : For this, for everything, we are out of tune : It moves us not.... | |
 | A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 pages
...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 winds that will be howling...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...нее in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares f literature pee«.« above every other x-cupatlon,...but и mediocrity In them, merit* the pre-eminence everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares ight of Proteus coming from the sea ; Or hear old...horn. Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September :l, everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed... | |
 | 1882 - 844 pages
...worldlinesss of to-day" had rendered insensitive to the " sea that bares her bosom to the moon " and the Winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; and it is true that in the poetry of nature such overstrained sentiments frequently occur. Yet, were... | |
 | 1871 - 880 pages
...be howling nt all hours, And now upgivthered lie like sleeping flowers — For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God! I had rather be A Pagan suckled in some creed outworn! So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 pages
...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 winds that will be howling...flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; 1 1 moves us not — Great God ! 1 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 pages
...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 winds that will be howling...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 pages
...we Bee in 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...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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 pages
...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 winds that will be howling...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... | |
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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! 
