 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 592 páginas
...which clouds are bright'ning Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 páginas
...float and run ; ....'! Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even ,';j . -. Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, ....Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight FOETRY OP THE SENTIMENTS. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1854 - 584 páginas
...and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy night ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light ; Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1854 - 482 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven. In the broad daylight, Thou nrt unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as arc the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose... | |
 | Theodore Alors W. Buckley - 1854 - 332 páginas
...which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight, '.Hiou art unseen, but, j'et, I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere,... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run : Like an unlwdied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race Is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows 374 TO A SKYLARK, All the earth... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855 - 770 páginas
...clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; lake an embodied* joy whose race is just begun iv. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, V. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear,... | |
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The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. 
