 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 pagina’s
...thy shrill delight. 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...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... | |
 | 1852 - 318 pagina’s
...example, the following verses from the "Skylark," and note the fulness and perfection of the poetry : — All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...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... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 pagina’s
...hear thy shrill delight. " Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...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... | |
 | 644 pagina’s
...HIS LEGACY. A New and Original > OVEL. By a Popular Author. CHAPTER II. LADY WICKFORD'S VICTORIES. " All the earth and air, With thy voice is loud, As,...night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains oat her beams, and heav'nu overflow'd." Shelley. Jasper Thornhill was a child, the adjacent estates... | |
 | 1853 - 394 pagina’s
...thy shrill 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 is overflowed.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pagina’s
...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...What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds they flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pagina’s
...thy shrill delight. 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...her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, wo know not; What is most like thee ; From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As... | |
 | 1853 - 560 pagina’s
...thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whos!e intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. 40 TO A SKYLARK. What them art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pagina’s
...which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud As, when...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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pagina’s
...thy shrill delight. Keen as arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that...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... | |
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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. 
