 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Manchester Literary Club - 1875 - 370 páginas
...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,...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... | |
 | 1875 - 596 páginas
...sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are upguthered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything,...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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 392 páginas
...boon ! 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...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... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1875 - 356 páginas
...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 Gpd ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, — So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1876 - 574 páginas
...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...of Proteus coming from the sea, Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. XXV. WRITTEN IN VERY EARLT YOUTH. CALM is all nature as a resting wheel. The... | |
 | Herbert Courthope Bowen - 1876 - 272 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1876 - 562 páginas
...our hearts aw ay, 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...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 páginas
...our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be passing ages. * Originally this ! I 'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 páginas
...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...flowers., For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; Jt moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn, — So might... | |
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I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. 
