 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 British Poets - Página 3391865Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 páginas
...that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are \ip-gathered , passed in music out of sight. Many a morning on...And her whisper thronged my pulses with the fulness creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke - 1880 - 464 páginas
...that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are regathered now, like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune. It moves us not. Great God I I'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke - 1880 - 463 páginas
...that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are regathered now, like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune. It moves us not. Great God ! Fd rather "be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Edward Thring - 1880 - 268 páginas
...iwling Q at all hours, and ' are up-gathered now E like sleeping flowers ; for this, for everything, 1 are out of tune ; It moves us not. (Great God !) I *d rather be a Pagan ( suckled f in a creed outworn ; / standing • I, / on this so might I pleasant \ lea, have glimpses that would... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1881 - 732 páginas
...me, nor 1 to her, Vet I pursued her with a Lover's look; Tlils Ship to all the rest did 1 prefer : When will she turn, and whither ? She will brook No...are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn : ?o might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1889 - 308 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 ! This sea that...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,... | |
 | 1881 - 416 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 ! This sea that...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... | |
 | Samuel Waddington - 1881 - 242 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 ! 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... | |
 | Frederic William Henry Myers - 1881 - 204 páginas
...oars 5 We havo given our hearts away, a sordid boou ! Tho Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; Tho Winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered...everything we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather bo A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 páginas
...boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, Aud are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; — For...we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather bo A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
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