 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 pages
...Who.se intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow-clouds there flow not Like a poet... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 pages
...Like a star of heaven in the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. * * * All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; what is most like thee ? From rainbow-clouds there flow not drops so bright... | |
 | Penny readings - 1867 - 270 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 540 pages
...cloud of fire, The -blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. 3. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud ; As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. 4. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine j I have never heard Praise of love or wine... | |
 | Moxon Edward and co - 208 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. VI. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops... | |
 | Mary Anne Marzials - 1867 - 332 pages
...flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow' d. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not... | |
 | Woodland - 1868 - 186 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed "What thou art we know not; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pages
...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. 25 All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; 31 What is most like thee? From rainbow, clouds there flow not Drops so... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1868 - 216 pages
...cloud of fire ; The deep blue tUou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever, singest. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and... | |
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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. 
