 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pages
...star of heaven, In the broad daylight • Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense...With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glow-worm golden , In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1851 - 282 pages
...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...with hopes and fears it heeded not Like a high-born maiden3 In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Q Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pages
...we know not ; What is most like thee I From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, Ai iples, and this more abominable avowal of them, demand...call upon that right reverend, and this most learned lympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 588 pages
...thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In tin: white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that...sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-bom maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pages
...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...With music sweet as love , which overflows her bower : Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1852 - 364 pages
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee T From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...With music sweet as love which overflows her bower. Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view " Like... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 pages
...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 Drops so bright...With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. " Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers... | |
 | 1852 - 318 pages
...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...unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopos and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace-tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul... | |
 | 1853 - 394 pages
...rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not r What in most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers ft rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world... | |
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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 with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like... 
