 | 1864 - 402 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 In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 344 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 in the white dawn clear until we... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - 428 str.
...brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale puqjle even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 str.
...lightning Of the setting sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied 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, Who.se intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied 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... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 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. * * * All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, from one lonely cloud The... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - 618 str.
...clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 4. The pale purple even melts around thy flight : Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. 5. Keen are the arrows of that silver sphere, Whose intense lump narrows in the white dawn clear Until... | |
 | Penny readings - 1867 - 270 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...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... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 str.
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an embodied Joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 544 str.
...clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. IV. The pale purple even melts around thy flight; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. v. All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, from one lonely cloud Sound... | |
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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. 
