 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 pagina’s
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brtgntening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is hare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is over flow'd.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 pagina’s
...lightning Of the sunken 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...narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, wo feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849 - 406 pagina’s
...clouds arc brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. IT« The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight v. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear,... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 pagina’s
...lightning Of the sunken 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...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. Í Alando. O qvac, iocosum numen, ab intimo (Vox namqve mortalem baud sonat alitem) Aut hospes aut... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 pagina’s
...The worl ieiitt.' in whic of mind over a great portion of his short life. The pale purple even Meets around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud ; As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pagina’s
...heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.1 Higher still and higher From the earth thou springes!, Like a cloud of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest,...intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until wo hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pagina’s
...ever singest. O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whoso race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around...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 OTerflowed.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pagina’s
...Thou dost float and run, Ше an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melt« the Tillage-clock the drowsy hour ; The partridge...whirring wings ; Deep mourns the turtle in sequestered b are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrow! In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 pagina’s
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run Like an unbodied joy, whose race is just begun." The pale purple even...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 overflowed.... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pagina’s
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like...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 overflowed.... | |
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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. 
