 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1874 - 396 páginas
...lay waste our powers : ,_ . Little we seein Nature that is ours : C_4fvvkl-^<jU^Cty-i/t| ^ \Ve have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! The Sea that...The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are upgathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this — for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | 1874 - 334 páginas
...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 at all hours And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | 1874 - 332 páginas
...we see in Nature that is ours : We hare given our hearts awaj, a sordid boon ! This sea. that bores 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.... | |
 | Stopford Augustus Brooke - 1875 - 374 páginas
...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 ! The Sea that...The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are upgathered now like sleeping flowers 3 For this—for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Manchester Literary Club - 1875 - 370 páginas
...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 at all hours, And are up -gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Rodney Stenning Edgecombe - 1996 - 304 páginas
...sentence, enacts the laggardness and indifference of the reaction that comes behind: 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 not.... | |
 | Clara Calvo, Jean Jacques Weber - 1998 - 166 páginas
...nature and breaks up the connection, and this something is what Wordsworth refers to as 'the world'. The World Is Too Much With Us 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;... | |
 | William Harmon - 1998 - 386 páginas
...herself almost nameless and all but unremembered. FORM: Three ballad measure stanzas rhyming abab. The World Is Too Much with Us 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;... | |
 | Michael F. Marra - 2001 - 340 páginas
...and spending, we lay wasre our powets: Lirtle we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our heatts away, a sordid boon! The sea that bares her bosom...The winds that will be howling at all hours. And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for evetything, we are our of tune; It moves us not.—Great... | |
 | R. D. Lawrence - 1999 - 240 páginas
...Little 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 not.... | |
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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! 
