 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 ; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea ; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.  Colossi– A Lyric Anthology. I - 189 psl.redagavo - 1906 - 202 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 psl.
...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 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 me less forlorn... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 psl.
...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 us not. — Great God. ! I 'd raiher be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses... | |
 | 1840 - 378 psl.
...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. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | A Montagu Woodford - 1841 - 320 psl.
...boon ! This 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.—Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 92 psl.
...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 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 me less forlorn... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 psl.
...boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are but и mediocrity In them, merit* the pre-eminence ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 psl.
...boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are orn. Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September :l, 1R03. Earth has not anything to show ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; Ко might I, standing on this pleasant lea. Have... | |
 | 1871 - 880 psl.
...bares her bosom to the moon — The winds that will 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... | |
 | 1872 - 862 psl.
...that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be bowling at all hour«, And are upgather'd now like sleeping flowers — For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It mores ns not " WORDSWORTH. I TOOK up my knife and fork and began to eat in a dream of delight and gratitude... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 540 psl.
...! This 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,...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... | |
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