 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 - Strana 192autor/autoři: Alexander Dyce - 1833 - 224 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 str.
...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...tune ; It moves us not. Great God ! I'd rather be 544 WORDSWORTH. [VICTOBIA, A pagan suckled in a ereed outworn ; So might I, standing on this pleasant... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1857 - 480 str.
...rapturousness of Spring was perhaps never more nobly expressed than in the last two lines of this sonnet. 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... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - 428 str.
...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 every thing, we are out of tune ; It moves us not ! Great Heaven ! I'd rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn, So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,... | |
 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 str.
...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 ; 295 It moves us not. — Great God ! I 'd rather be A Pagan, suckled in a creed outworn ; So might... | |
 | Thomas Arnold - 1858 - 560 str.
...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 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... | |
 | WILLIAM WORDSWOTH - 1858 - 564 str.
...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 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 554 str.
...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... | |
 | Henry Reed - 1860 - 336 str.
...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...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... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 str.
...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...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 - 1861 - 662 str.
...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 glimpses that would make... | |
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