 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pagini
...sordid boon '. : - • ',i , ., : This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; . „.| ,. t ., ., i -i . The Winds that will be howling at all hours, , And...flowers':'" For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; ' !•'•s'••-' '• • v.-nn .' It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be l. t A Pagan... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 pagini
...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... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 pagini
...own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep ; And all that mighty heart is lying still ! SONNET. THE world is too much with us ; late and soon,...The Winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up- gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 pagini
...in Nature that is ours; We liave given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! WORDSWORTH'S POETICAL 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 every thing, we are out of tune; It moves... | |
 | 1839 - 512 pagini
...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...; 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... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 240 pagini
...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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1838 - 508 pagini
...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 !... | |
 | 1839 - 510 pagini
...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...; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune." Miieett. Sonnets, p. 185. (Vhere shall be found a more beautiful spiritualization of sensible things... | |
 | 1840 - 368 pagini
...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,...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.... | |
 | 1840 - 378 pagini
...powers ^ Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon fThis 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... | |
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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. 
