 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 winds that will be howling...  Poetry of the Age of Fable - Страница vi1863 - 251 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 страници
...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...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 Wordsworth - 1899 - 308 страници
...Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : with Us Littie we see ;n 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... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 страници
...ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid The Winds that will be howling at all hours And arc lay, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness...radiance which was once so hright Be now for ever tak suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 страници
...WORKS. This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The Winds that will be howling at all hours, And arc up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for...we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God. ! I 'd raiher be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 страници
...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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...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...forlorn Have sight of Proteus coming from the sea, [horn. Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. EARTH has not anything to show more... | |
 | 1833 - 240 страници
...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,...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 страници
...words occur in Goethe. Schiller's lines are little more than an amplification of Wordsworth's noble sonnet : — " The world is too much with us ; late...forlorn ; Have sight of Proteus coming from the sea ; And hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn." Page 300. Xenien. " A war of all the few good heads... | |
 | 1832 - 448 страници
...Little we see in nature that is ours , We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! The Sen tbat bares her bosom to the moon ; The Winds that will...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 - 348 страници
...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...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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