| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. ng tie to the first Lord Holland. Now, Francis passed some years in the secretary of state' thec! From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, AH from thy presence showers a rain... | |
| Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...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, when...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
| Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...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, when...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
| Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...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, when...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
| Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...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...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, Asfrom thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns... | |
| Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 372 pages
...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, when...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 so... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...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,...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... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pages
...In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. . All the earth and air YI. With thy voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out hor beams, and heayen is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not? What is most like tbee ! From... | |
| Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. A]i the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when...see, As from, thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
| 1846 - 436 pages
...lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. TO A SKYLARK. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not brops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light... | |
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