 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pagina’s
...bright'ning, The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see , we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 pagina’s
...begun." The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pagina’s
...just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In tin: white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 pagina’s
...begun. " The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | 1853 - 394 pagina’s
...delight. Keen are the arrows . Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice are loud As when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and Heaven... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 580 pagina’s
...as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, TJntil we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven... | |
 | 1853 - 560 pagina’s
...sun, • O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy...sphere, Whos!e intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pagina’s
...just begun The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pagina’s
...broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight IT 32 POETRY OF THE SENTIMENTS. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pagina’s
...begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy night ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
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Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. 
