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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. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed... "
Mind - Page 403
1903
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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

Fitz-Greene Halleck - 1840
...powers ^ Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon fThis sea, that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgather'd now like sleeping flowers :: For this, for everything, we are out of tune : It moves us...
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The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. Woodford

A Montagu Woodford - 1841
...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...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,...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : I/ittle we see in nature that is ours ; We have lea. Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn...upon Westminster Bridge, September :l, 1R03. Earth we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we íåå in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that...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...
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English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844
...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 every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in...
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The Living Age ..., Volume 110

1871
...soon Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little is left in nature that is ours: We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon. This sea that...bosom to the moon — The winds that will be howling nt all hours, And now upgivthered lie like sleeping flowers — For this, for everything, we are out...
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The Living Age, Volume 154

1882
...worldlinesss of to-day" had rendered insensitive to the " sea that bares her bosom to the moon " and the Winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; and it is true that in the poetry of nature such overstrained sentiments frequently occur. Yet, were...
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The Living Age ..., Volume 113

1872
...cannot be an agreeable thought. From Saint Pauls. OFF THE SKKLLIGS. Ẩ JUAN ISOBLOW. CHAPTER VIII. " This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be bowling at all hour«, And are upgather'd now like sleeping flowers — For this, for everything, we...
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The Indicator: A Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Volume 2

Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 495 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...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,...
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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...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,...
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