 | Clara Lucas Balfour - English literature - 1852 - 458 pages
...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 flight ; Like...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... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - American literature - 1852 - 364 pages
...which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run Like an unbodied joy, whose race is just begun." 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 pages
...which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - English poetry - 1853 - 334 pages
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - Country life - 1854 - 584 pages
...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...air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - Country life - 1854 - 592 pages
...which clouds are bright'ning Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 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... | |
 | American poetry - 1854 - 456 pages
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 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 All the earth and air With thy voice... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 510 pages
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 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... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - Country life - 1855 - 478 pages
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run : Like an unlwdied joy whose race is just begun. 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... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - American poetry - 1855 - 452 pages
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race Is just begun. 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 374 TO A SKYLARK, All the earth... | |
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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. 
