 | 1853 - 394 pages
...joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight : Like a star of Heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen are the arrows . Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
 | 644 pages
...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, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains oat her beams, and heav'nu overflow'd." Shelley. Jasper Thornhill... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...unbodied joy whose race is just begun The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I...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. What thou art, wo know... | |
 | 1853 - 560 pages
...begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day -light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight....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. 40 TO A SKYLARK. What... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 pages
...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 night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pages
...joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight IT 32 POETRY OF THE SENTIMENTS. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 pages
...unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy night ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou art unseen, but yet...What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pages
...joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou art unseen, but yet...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. SONGS OF SKYLABKS. 209... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pages
...Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, '.Hiou art unseen, but, j'et, I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows...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. What thou art, we know... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...star of heaven. In the broad daylight, Thou nrt unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp...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. What thou art we know... | |
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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. 
