| William Martin - 1838 - 368 страници
...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. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 страници
...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....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 voiee is loud, As, when night... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 страници
...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....sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn elear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voiee is loud,... | |
| George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 страници
...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 hear...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 night... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even . Melts around thy night ; Like a star of heaven, In arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In 'Twas .love's — 'tis Mahomet's — and other creeds Will" husband, wond are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...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 hear...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 night... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 292 страници
...joy, whose race has just begun The pale purple even Melts round thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear...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 night... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 страници
...joy, whose race has just begun. The pale purple even Melts round thy flight; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear...arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows All the earth and air With thy voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 страници
...joy, whose race has just begun The pale purple even Melts round thy flight; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear...arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows All the earth and air With thy voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
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