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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... "
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the poetical works of william wordsworth

WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858
...soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; Wo 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 everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us...
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The Miscellaneous Works of Thomas Arnold: Collected and Republished

Thomas Arnold - 1858 - 519 pages
...we sec in nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea, that bears, her bosom to the moon ; The winds, that will be howling...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...
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Works, Volume 4

Leigh Hunt - 1859
...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 Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1859
...our powers : Little we see in Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon I This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds...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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Lectures on the British Poets, Volume 1

Henry Reed - 1860
...powers : 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...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...
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The Ladies' and Gentlemen's Mirror of Fortune: Or, The Analysis of Life

Caroline M. Mersereau - 1860 - 346 pages
...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...now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything you are out of tune, It moves you not. Wordsworth. L. — That you like a slight flirtation, By the...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English ...

Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 332 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 everythmg, we are out of tune ; It moves us not.—Great...
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A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Thomas Shorter - 1861
...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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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1861 - 539 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 b/)som to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours And are up-gathered now like sleeping...
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Poetry of the Age of Fable

Thomas Bulfinch - 1863 - 251 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed...
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