What phrases in this poem make elements of nature seem big and powerful, or sweet and beautiful?

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!
the 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 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 lea1,
have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
have sight of proteus rising from the sea;
or hear old triton blow his wreathed horn.

1lea: a grassland