 | 1854 - 456 страници
...soon, (jetting 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...— 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 me less forlorn... | |
 | 1855 - 458 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...— 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 me less forlorn;... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 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...— 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 me less forlorn... | |
 | Horace - 1855 - 718 страници
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we sec in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 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...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... | |
 | 1856 - 530 страници
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers ; Little there is in Nature that is ours, We've given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! This sea...winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now, like sleeping flowers ', For this, for ev'rything we're out of tune, It moves us not... | |
 | John William Douglas - 1856 - 266 страници
...powers : little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid hoon ! The sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not." WOKDSWOETH. " Whatever our wanderings, our happiness... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 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...flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; 295 It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 страници
...Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! The sea that bears her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling...thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not ! Great Heaven ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 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...hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; * The rapturousness of Spring was perhaps never more nobly expressed than in the last two lines of... | |
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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 everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. 
