 | William Wordsworth - 1807 - 358 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers: For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 362 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 páginas
...sordid boon '. : - • ',i , ., : This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; . „.| ,. t ., ., i -i . The Winds that will be howling at all hours, , And...upgathered now like sleeping flowers':'" For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; ' !•'•s'••-' '• • v.-nn .' It moves us not. — Great... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1899 - 308 páginas
...with Us Littie we see ;n 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 páginas
...that is ours; We liave given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! WORDSWORTH'S POETICAL WORKS. This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The Winds that will be howling at all hours, And arc up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves... | |
 | 1839 - 512 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune." ll. Sonnet*, p. 185. (Vhere shall be found a more beautiful spiritualization... | |
| |
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. 
