 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1849 - عدد الصفحات: 578
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A pagan, suckled in a... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 764
...away, a sordid boon 1 This sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at ill n to love the music of strange tongues ! Ood ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 430
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! The sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are...everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us not." Wordsworth. London considered as an " entomological locality " may excite a smile ; but 1 have no intention... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 234
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 228
...is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in... | |
 | Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 228
...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'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make... | |
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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. 
