 | 1873 - 808 páginas
...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 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... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 páginas
...howling at all hours, And are up-gatber'd now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we ore leading home, Though condemn'd for disobeying, I had met a traito snokled in a creed outworn : So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Нате glimpses that would... | |
 | Austin Dobson - 1874 - 332 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...every thing, we are out of tune ; * It moves us not. — Q-reat God 1 I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant... | |
 | T. LINDSEY ASPLAND - 1874 - 492 páginas
...will be howling at all hours And are up-gather'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 glimpses that would make... | |
 | Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 páginas
...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...hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. WORDSWORTH : The World is Too Much With Us., Would the world now adopt me for her heir; Would beauty's queen entitle... | |
 | 1875 - 448 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...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... | |
 | 1875 - 596 páginas
...will be howling at all hours, And are upguthered 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... | |
 | Manchester Literary Club - 1875 - 370 páginas
...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... | |
 | Henry Norman Hudson - 1875 - 728 páginas
...howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, 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... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 páginas
...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... | |
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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. 
