 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 ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling...  Thalatta: A Book for the Sea-side - Page 131edited by - 1853 - 206 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Unitarian churches - 784 pages
...howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we're 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... | |
 | Book - English poetry - 1847 - 216 pages
...that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing...hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. WORDSWORTH. WRITTEN AT SUNRISE ON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. EARTH has not any thing to shew more fair : Dull would he... | |
 | Book - English poetry - 1847 - 206 pages
...that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing...hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. WORDSWORTH. WRITTEN AT SUNRISE ON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE. EARTH has not any thing to shew more fair : Dull would he... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1849 - 578 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 668 pages
...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1849 - 378 pages
...we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that hares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling...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... | |
 | sir Henry Taylor - 1849 - 328 pages
...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1851 - 750 pages
...we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This Sea that barea her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling...we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagm suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Hive... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1851 - 768 pages
...bo 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... | |
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