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" 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. "
Faustus, a dramatic mystery; The bride of Corinth; The first Walpurgis night ... - 463 ページ
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 著 - 1835 - 491 ページ
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The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...soon, Getting and spending we lay waste our powers ; Little we Bee in Nature that is ours : We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...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...

The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside

Leigh Hunt - 1845
...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...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...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 ページ
...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...moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, A nd are up-galher'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we ore out of tune ; It...

The Miscellaneous Works of Thomas Arnold ...

Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 519 ページ
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears her bosom to the moon; The winds, that will be howling...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...

The Miscellaneous Works of Thomas Arnold...

Thomas Arnold - 1845 - 519 ページ
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears 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...

Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...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...

Lost and won; or, The love test, by the author of 'The maid's husband'.

Henrietta Camilla Jenkin - 1846
...soon. Getting aud spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! This sea,...this — for every thing — we are out of tune.' Et tu, Brute ! Prithee let me hear no more of such an uncalled-for wish of enthralling the poor man's...

The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 ページ
...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...The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us...

The Irish Unitarian Magazine, 第 1846〜1847 号

...Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bears her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling...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...

The Miscellaneous Works...

Thomas Arnold - 1846 - 545 ページ
...we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears 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 everything, we are out of tune ; It moves...




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