 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.  A Book of English Sonnets - Page 371906 - 167 pagesFull view - About this book
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pages
...have given our hearts away, a sordid The Winds that will be howling at all hours And arc up-gathered through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance wh not — Great God ! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I, standing on this... | |
 | Methodist Church - 1839 - 512 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-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune." ll. Sonnet*,... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - English poetry - 1833 - 240 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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | English poetry - 1833 - 240 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 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 upgathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not.... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1835 - 610 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...Winds, that will be howling at all hours, And are upgathered now like sleeping flowers ; — For this, for every thing, we are out of tune : It moves... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English essays - 1835 - 350 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 upgathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Ireland - 1832 - 448 pages
...Little we see in nature that is ours , We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! The Sen tbat 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 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-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 336 pages
...Nature that is ours ; We have given our hearts away, a sordid hoon ! This Sea that hares her hosom 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... | |
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