 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.  Colossi: A Lyric Anthology. I - Página 189editado por - 1906 - 202 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | William Wordsworth - 1858 - 550 páginas
...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 not. Great God ! I'd rather bo A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 554 páginas
...! 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,...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1861 - 662 páginas
...winds that will be howling at all hours And 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 creed outworn ; So might 1, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | 1863 - 982 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,...— 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 me less... | |
 | 1865 - 448 páginas
...! 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,...— 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 me less forlorn... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 páginas
...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 sleeping flowers, For this, for...— 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 me less... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - 1866 - 828 páginas
...! 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 I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1866 - 508 páginas
...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 sleeping flowers : For this,...we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather ba A pagan suckled in a creed outworn; • So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 360 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... | |
 | Hiram Corson - 1867 - 54 páginas
...be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune; It moves us not. Great God I Fd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses... | |
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