 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 pàgines
...Joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple oven Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of hoaven lu the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 344 pàgines
...which clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even melts around thy flight: like...thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight: keen as are the arrows of that silver sphere, whose intense lamp narrows in the white dawn clear until... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 pàgines
...which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...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... | |
 | 1864 - 402 pàgines
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 pàgines
...brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale puqjle even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 pàgines
...whose nice is just begun. IV. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of lienven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight v. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows lu the white dawn clear,... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 pàgines
...clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 4. The pale purple even melts around thy flight : Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. 5. Keen are the arrows of that silver sphere, Whose intense lump narrows in the white dawn clear Until... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 pàgines
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Who.se intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear,... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pàgines
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied Joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 pàgines
...which clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. * * * All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, from one lonely cloud The... | |
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The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. 
