 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds they flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee...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... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven ia overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 pages
...and heaven is overflowed. SONGS OF SKYLABKS. 209 What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...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... | |
 | Charles Wilkins Webber, Mrs. Charles Wilkins Webber - 1854 - 392 pages
...the individual Poet, than that he has furnished of his own in this ode. Who other than Shelley is " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathize with hopes and fears it heeded not!" But it was an atmosphere akin to the sun-bright radiance... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds they flow not Drops so bright to see, AB from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 pages
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud, The 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 to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow^ What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...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... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pages
...As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...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 - 1855 - 766 pages
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VII. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody— VIII. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
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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. 
