 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 páginas
...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 clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 páginas
...delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose 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 is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 264 páginas
...delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose 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 is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven... | |
 | 1864 - 402 páginas
...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 clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 344 páginas
...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 clear until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air when thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 páginas
...delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose 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 is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 páginas
...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 thy shrill delight....sphere, Who.se 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,... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 páginas
...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 clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud,... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - 458 páginas
...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 thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, ЛУhoзe intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.... | |
 | Penny readings - 1867 - 270 páginas
...delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose 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 is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven... | |
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Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. 
