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;... The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth - 166 psl.autoriai: William Wordsworth - 1832Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 psl.
...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 ; 1 1 moves us not Great God ! 1 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 552 psl.
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we Bee in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...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 - 536 psl.
...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...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 psl.
...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...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 560 psl.
...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...moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, A nd are up-galher'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we ore out of tune ; It... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 572 psl.
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears 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 creed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 544 psl.
...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 lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 542 psl.
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears 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... | |
 | 1846 - 438 psl.
...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... | |
 | Henrietta Camilla Jenkin - 1846 - 954 psl.
...soon. Getting aud spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away a sordid boon ! This sea,...this for every thing we are out of tune.' Et tu, Brute ! Prithee let me hear no more of such an uncalled-for wish of enthralling the poor man's... | |
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