 | Richard Holt Hutton, Walter Bagehot - 1856 - 512 pages
...moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, What thou art we know not; What is most like thee ? From rainbow-clouds there flow not As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. ****** Drops so bright... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 pages
...night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What them art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow...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... | |
 | 1857 - 398 pages
...and careful study they may be derived), of a system. We would rather say with Shelley — "Thou art R poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy wilh hopes and fears it headed not." Let me not here be misunderstood. When I speak of Tennyson as... | |
 | 1858 - 398 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?...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody." Then follows that exquisite simile, where he compares the invisible singer to — " A poet hidden In... | |
 | Charles S. Middleton - 1858 - 404 pages
...and appreciated him, and whose applause alone he sought, he had been, like his own skylark : — " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world was-wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not ;"[j and the beauty of his inspirations... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1858 - 294 pages
...sum up in a word, (and that his own), if any of the sons of men was himself what he described: — A Poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world was brought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-horn maiden In a palace tower,... | |
 | Charles S. Middleton - 1858 - 380 pages
...and appreciated him, and whose applause alone he sought, he had been, like his own skylark : — " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world was-wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not ;" and the beauty of his inspirations was... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 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 bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy... | |
 | Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 362 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... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1859 - 550 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 there flow :i'./. Drops so bright to see, 1.t from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In... | |
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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. 
