 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...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...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 pagina’s
...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...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...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...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 pagina’s
...clear, Until 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...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, Asfrom thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pagina’s
...rains out hor beams, and heayen is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not? What is most like tbee ! From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden VIII. In the light of thought. Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pagina’s
...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. VI. 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 is overflowed. VIi. What thou art we know not? What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...clear, Until 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 is overflow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ! From rainbow clouds there flow not... | |
 | Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 pagina’s
...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. A]i the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From' one lonely cloud The...see, As from, thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pagina’s
...we hardly see, we feel that it is there. TO A SKYLARK. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The...most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not brops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 382 pagina’s
...clear, Until 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...What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee t From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of... | |
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What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. 
