 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
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 520 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 everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 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...moon ; The winds that will be howling at all hours, A nd are up-galher'd now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for every thing, we ore out of tune ; It... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - Anglican Communion - 1845 - 572 pages
...we see 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 at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves us... | |
 | William Wordsworth - Authors' presentation copies - 1845 - 688 pages
...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 ; 1 1 moves us not — Great God ! 1 'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn ; So might I,... | |
 | Henrietta Camilla Jenkin - 1846 - 954 pages
...soon. Getting aud spending, we lay waste our powers : Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away — a sordid boon ! This sea,...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.' Et... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 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... | |
 | 1846 - 436 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... | |
 | Unitarian churches - 784 pages
...Little we see in nature that is ours ; We've given our hearts away, a sordid boon ! This sea that bears 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're out of tune ; It moves us not.... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1846 - 588 pages
...we see 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 at all hours, And arc up.gathered now like sleeping flowers ; For this, for everything, we are out of tune ; It moves... | |
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