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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 ! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling... "
Thalatta: A Book for the Sea-side - 131 ページ
編集 - 1853 - 206 ページ
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Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes ...

Samuel Austin Allibone - 1875 - 794 ページ
...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...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...

An Elocutionary Manual: With an Introductory Essay on the Study of ...

1875 - 448 ページ
...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,...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...

Papers of the Manchester Literary Club, 第 1〜2 巻

Manchester Literary Club - 1875 - 370 ページ
...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...

The Dublin review, 第 24 巻

1875 - 596 ページ
...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...

Text-book of Poetry: From Wordsworth, Coleridge, Burns, Beattie, Goldsmith ...

Henry Norman Hudson - 1875 - 728 ページ
...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...

Studies in English, prose and poetry, ed. and annotated by H.C. Bowen

Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 ページ
...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...

A dictionary of poetical illustrations

Robert Aitkin Bertram - 1877 - 766 ページ
...howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like bleeping flowers — For this, for everything, we're 533. MUSIC. Purpose of PREPOSTEROUS ass ! that never...pain ? Sliaktsptart. Oh, surely melody from Heaven 3592. WORLDLING. Lament of the THERE'S not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, When the...

The Cradle of the Christ: A Study in Primitive Christianity

Octavius Brooks Frothingham - 1877 - 264 ページ
...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 : So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make...

Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson

Samuel Austin Allibone - 1878 - 788 ページ
...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...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...

The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 ページ
...nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that hares her hosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all...tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather bo A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing jon this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that...




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