 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 страници
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Q Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 страници
...we know not ; What is most like thee I From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, Ai iples, and this more abominable avowal of them, demand...call upon that right reverend, and this most learned lympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her... | |
 | Geraldine Endsor Jewsbury - 1851 - 936 страници
...'extreme opinions,' are all needed ; they may seem to achieve nothing, yet it is through them that — ' The world is wrought To sympathy with hopes, and fears it heeded not.' " " I like what you say very much, sir," said John Withers, smiling, " and, I am sure, I would be glad... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 страници
...Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In tin: white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With...sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-bom maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as... | |
 | 1852 - 318 страници
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopos and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace-tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul... | |
 | 1853 - 394 страници
...rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not r What in most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers ft rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 страници
...heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds they flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence...world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul, in secret hour,... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 страници
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, wo know not; What is most like thee ; From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the li;;ht oi thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears... | |
 | W H Cordeaux - 1853 - 118 страници
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 страници
...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...world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it needed not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour... | |
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What 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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... 
