 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.  Spenser and the Faery Queen - Pàgina 41per Edmund Spenser, Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1847 - 246 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 pàgines
...heaven is 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... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 pàgines
...heaven ia 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...heaven u overBow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee Î From rainbow clouds there , Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...heaven is 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...heaven is 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...heaven is 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 pàgines
...heaven is 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 pàgines
...heaven is 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... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 pàgines
...heaven is 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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. r 1. tire ; The blue deep thou wingost, And «inging still dost soar, and soaring ever, singest. In the... | |
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