 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 780 pages
...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - 768 pages
...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,... | |
 | 1852 - 430 pages
...powers : 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...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not." Wordsworth. London considered as an " entomological... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 432 pages
...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... | |
 | 1856 - 530 pages
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers ; Little there is in Nature that is ours, We've given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! This sea...winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now, like sleeping flowers ', For this, for ev'rything we're out of tune, It moves us not... | |
 | John William Douglas - 1856 - 266 pages
...powers : little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid hoon ! The sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will...up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not." WOKDSWOETH. " Whatever our wanderings, our happiness... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 pages
...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...flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; 295 It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 pages
...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...hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; * The rapturousness of Spring was perhaps never more nobly expressed than in the last two lines of... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1857 - 424 pages
...materialism and infidelity of a Christian age as more uncongenial than the fond aspirations even of Paganism. This sea, that bares her bosom to the moon, — The...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... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 pages
...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... | |
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This 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. 
