<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540197" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The World Is To Much With Us</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world is too much with us; late and soon,<br> Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:<br> Little we see in Nature that is ours;<br> We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!<br> This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;<br> The winds that will be howling at all hours,<br> And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;<br> For this, for everything, we are out of tune,<br> It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be<br> A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;<br> So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,<br> Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;<br> Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;<br> Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540197" data-title="The World Is To Much With Us de William Wordsworth" data-description="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..."></div> </div> </div>

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