 | 1854 - 456 páginas
...is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven ia overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most...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 To sympathy... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 páginas
...and heaven is overflowed. SONGS OF SKYLABKS. 209 What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...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 To sympathy... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 páginas
...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...not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds they flow not Drops so bright to see, AB from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 páginas
...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 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.... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 páginas
...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...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 To sympathy... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 páginas
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody— vin. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 474 páginas
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. vin. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 páginas
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody— VIII. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | 1855 - 458 páginas
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow^ What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...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 To sympathy... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 páginas
...and air With thy Yoice 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 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.... | |
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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. 
