 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 str.
...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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympa4Ily with hopes and fears.it heeded... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 str.
...we know not; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, A« from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden t In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Tilt the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 str.
...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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 str.
...overBow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee Î From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops ic thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hope» and fears it heeded... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 str.
...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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 str.
...overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainhow 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 To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 str.
...is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presenee showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 str.
...overflow'd. 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 meiudy. Like a poet bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | 1839 - 790 str.
...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. la the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world i - wrought To sympathy with hopes,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 str.
...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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world ¡я wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded... | |
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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. 
