 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 str.
...sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied joy, whose race has just begun. " The pale purple even Melts around thy...unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. " Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows " All the earth and air With thy... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 str.
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun The pale purple even...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight IT 32 POETRY OF THE SENTIMENTS. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows... | |
 | 1853 - 560 str.
...Of the sunken sun, • O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day -light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | 1854 - 456 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows All the earth and air With thy voice... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 str.
...star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense...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, What thou art we know not ; What... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 str.
...lightning Of the setting sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even...Like a star of heaven. In the broad daylight, Thou nrt unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, '.Hiou art unseen, but, j'et, I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere,... | |
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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 is overflowed. 
