 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 686 pàgines
...clouds, ere they divide them ; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others ; none beholds thee (But thy voice...yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever! Lamp of Earth ! where'er thou movest, Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 pàgines
...clouds, ere they divide them ; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others ; none beholds thee (But thy voice...yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever! Lamp of Earth ! where'er thou mo vest, Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom... | |
 | Ernest Belfort Bax, James Leigh Joynes, F. Bland, Hubert Bland - 1883 - 650 pàgines
...divide them]; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others—none beholds thee (But thy voice sounds low and tender,...folds thee From the sight, that liquid splendour. Is there in all this a single feature on which the sculptor could seize for guidance ? No; it is all... | |
 | Helene von Druskowitz - 1884 - 414 pàgines
...the clouds, on they divide them And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others; none beholds thee. But thy voice...yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever! Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest, Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 pàgines
...clouds, ere they divide them ; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others ; none beholds thee (But thy voice...low and tender, Like the fairest), for it folds thee Frcm the sight — that liquid splendour ; And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for... | |
 | 1885 - 668 pàgines
...the clouds, ere they divide them; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others; none beholds thee (But thy voice...fairest), for it folds thee From the sight — that liquid splendor; And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever ! Lamp of Earth ! where'er... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 pàgines
...ere they divide And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are othe«; none beholds thee ( But thy voice sounds low and tender,...fairest), for it folds thee From the sight — that liquid splendor; And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever ! Lamp of Earth ! where'er... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1885 - 474 pàgines
...their own speed, and whose arms are outstretched, bearing trophies, as if impatient to meet." P. 107. " Fair are others ; none beholds thee (But thy voice...sounds low and tender, Like the fairest), for it folds thce From the sight — that liquid splendour ; And all feel. " &c. The punctuation here is my own.... | |
 | 1885 - 686 pàgines
...sounds low and tender, Like the fairest), for it folds thee From the sight — that liquid splendor; And all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost for ever ! Lamp of Earth ! where'er thou movest, Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom... | |
 | Dalhousie University - 1886 - 216 pàgines
...in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep, And from the craggy ledge, the poppy hangs in sleep. (m) Fair are others ; none beholds thee. But thy voice...all feel, yet see thee never, As I feel now, lost forever. ENGLISH HISTORY. Examiner PRESIDENT FORREST. I. TIME : THREE Horns. 1. What was the condition... | |
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Fair are others ; none beholds thee. But thy voice sounds low and tender, Like the fairest, for it folds thee From the sight, that liquid splendour,— And all feel... 
