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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. "
The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns]. - Page 156
by Book - 1847 - 186 pages
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Poems, in Two Volumes,

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1807 - 358 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,...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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Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the ...

William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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,...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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Poems, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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,...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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The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Volume 3

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1820 - 362 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,...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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The Indicator, Volume 1

Leigh Hunt - 1820 - 432 pages
...moon ; . „.| ,. t ., ., i -i . 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; ' !•'•s'••-' '• • v.-nn .' It moves us not. — Great God ! I'd rather be l. t A Pagan...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 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 ; 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...
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The British poets of the nineteenth century, including the select works of ...

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 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...
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Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain ...

John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - English poetry - 1828 - 600 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,...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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The Sonnets of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - Sonnets, English - 1899 - 308 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,...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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The Methodist Magazine and Quarterly Review, Volume 10; Volume 21

Methodist Church - 1839 - 512 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." ll. Sonnet*, p. 185. (Vhere shall be found a more beautiful spiritualization of sensible things than...
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