The World is too Much With Us by William Wordsworth
b"Wordsworth read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nThe World is too Much With Us \\nby William Wordsworth (1770 \\u2013 1850)\\n\\nThe world is too much with us; late and soon,\\nGetting and spending, we lay waste our powers:\\nLittle we see in Nature that is ours;\\nWe have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!\\nThe Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;\\nThe winds that will be howling at all hours,\\nAnd are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;\\nFor this, for everything, we are out of tune;\\nIt moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be\\nA Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;\\nSo might I, standing on this pleasant lea,\\nHave glimpses that would make me less forlorn;\\nHave sight of Proteus rising from the sea;\\nOr hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn."