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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 Book of Poetry

Bennett George Johns - 1847 - 186 ページ
...; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! The sea, 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 we are out of tune ; It moves us...

The Book of Poetry

Bennett George Johns - 1847 - 186 ページ
...; Little we see in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! The sea, 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 we are out of tune ; It moves us...

The Poems of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1849 - 619 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...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...

The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, 第 3 巻

William Wordsworth - 1849
...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...

Notes from books, in four essays

sir Henry Taylor - 1849
...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 Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 ページ
...see in nature that is ours ; We've changed our hearts away — a sordid boon. Yon sea that bares its bosom to the moon — The winds that will be howling at all hours, But are upgathered now like sleeping flowers. For this — for all things we are out of tune, They...

The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 365 ページ
...see in nature that is ours ; We've changed our hearts away — a sordid boon. Yon sea that bares its bosom to the moon — The winds that will be howling at all hours, But are upgathered now like sleeping flowers. For this — for all things we are out of tune, They...

The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth ...

William Wordsworth - 1851 - 703 ページ
...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...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 746 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...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...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 746 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 bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will bo howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything,...




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