The World Is Too Much With Us By W Wordsworth歌词
添加日期：2023-12-08 时长：02分28秒 歌手：Elijah's Mantle
The World Is Too Much With Us By W Wordsworth -Elijah's Mantle
The world Is too much with us
Late and 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 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 glimpses that would make me less forlorn
Have sight of proteus rising from the sea
Or hear old triton blow his wreathed horn编辑于2023/12/08更新
The world Is too much with us
Late and 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 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 glimpses that would make me less forlorn
Have sight of proteus rising from the sea
Or hear old triton blow his wreathed horn编辑于2023/12/08更新
