 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 páginas
...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 is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. SONGS OF SKYLABKS. 209 What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there... | |
 | 1854 - 456 páginas
...I 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,...lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven ia overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? - From rainbow clouds there flow... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 páginas
...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 is loud, As, when night is bare, What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 páginas
...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 is loud, As,...What thou art we know not; What is most like thee 7 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 páginas
...white dawn 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,...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.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 páginas
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. VI. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud ; As,...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... | |
 | 1855 - 458 páginas
...I 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^ What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 474 páginas
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. TT. 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 páginas
...feel that it is there. VI. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud ; * Former reading, unbodied. 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... | |
 | 1855 - 804 páginas
...з,- in¡ut \ And 2Eschylus has his and Shelley — "All the earth and air With thy voice is laud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence sttoicers a rain of... | |
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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. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains... 
