 | William Wordsworth - Bookbinding - 1858 - 550 pages
...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-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune J It moves us... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 pages
...powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; Wo 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-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 554 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Henry Reed - English poetry - 1860 - 336 pages
...Little we see in nature that is ours ; "We have given our hearts away, — a eordid hoon ! 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... | |
 | Caroline M. Mersereau - Amusements - 1860 - 370 pages
...and spending you lay waste your powers ; Little you see in nature that is yours ; You give your heart away, a sordid boon ! The sea that bares her bosom to the nioon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1861 - 662 pages
...nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares her b/)som to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all...are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, tor everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pages
...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-gather'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1861 - 356 pages
...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-gather'd now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everythmg, we are out of tune ; It moves us not.—Great... | |
 | English poetry - 1863 - 326 pages
...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...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1863 - 982 pages
...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 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... | |
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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. 
