 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pagina’s
...dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pagina’s
...and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy night ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou...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, What thou art we know not ; What... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pagina’s
...dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight...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... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pagina’s
...Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, '.Hiou art unseen, but, j'et, I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pagina’s
...star of heaven. In the broad daylight, Thou nrt unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp...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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pagina’s
...; ....'! Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even ,';j . -. Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, . : In the broad...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight FOETRY OP THE SENTIMENTS. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 pagina’s
...dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 pagina’s
...dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight,...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy Yoice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud, The moon... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 pagina’s
...dost float and run : Like an unlwdied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight....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... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pagina’s
...dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race Is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight...arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows 374 TO A SKYLARK, All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely... | |
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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. 
