 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.  Specimens of English Sonnets - Stran 192avtor: Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 224 straniCelotni ogled - O knjigi
 | 1863 - 326 strani
...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 every thing,...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... | |
 | 1864 - 378 strani
...that bears her bosom to the7 moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing,...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 strani
...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 every thing,...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 strani
...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 every thing,...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1866 - 508 strani
...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 ba A pagan suckled in a creed outworn; • So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses... | |
 | Hiram Corson - 1867 - 54 strani
...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 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... | |
 | Edward Thring - 1868 - 256 strani
...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 outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1869 - 810 strani
...sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gatherM now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God 1 I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; 80 might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have... | |
 | University of Oxford - 1869 - 314 strani
...will be howling at all hours, And are upgathcred 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 glimpses that might make... | |
 | English poetry - 1869 - 328 strani
...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 every thing, we are out of tune ; in. It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
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