 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pagina’s
...Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thought« then * snch times, after * arc the fountain! Of thy hnppy «train ? What fiulj s, or waves, or mountains t What shapes of wky... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 282 pagina’s
...Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thiny wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountain ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ?... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pagina’s
...the twinkling grass, Kain-awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us , sprite or bird, What sweet...of rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match 'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 pagina’s
...the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet...a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphant chaunt, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 pagina’s
...Rain-awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. " Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I...rapture so divine. " Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | 1853 - 394 pagina’s
...twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music deth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts...panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymenteal, Or triumphal chant, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, — A thing wherein... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pagina’s
...the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous.and clear, and fresh.thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet...of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt— A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pagina’s
...arc thine : I have never heard Praise 01 lovo or wino Tuat panted forth a flood of rapture so divino. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chant, Matched with...What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ]... | |
 | 1853 - 560 pagina’s
...the twinkling grass, Bain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite, or bird, What sweet...of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched with thine would he all But an empty vaunt, — A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pagina’s
...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are...wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught... | |
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Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine! I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. 
