 Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere 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, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains...  Golden Poems by British and American Authors - Seite 80herausgegeben von - 1906 - 526 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 Seiten
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, "Until we... | |
 | sir William Smith - 1869 - 382 Seiten
...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied2 joy 'whose race is just begun. The pale purple even...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - 420 Seiten
...soaring ever, singest In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, OVr which clouds are bright'ning, The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 Seiten
...clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 12 r The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like...art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we... | |
 | Class-book - 1869 - 344 Seiten
...Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight : 5. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. 6. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The... | |
 | William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 Seiten
...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever, singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As when night is bare, From one lonely clo.ud The moon... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 722 Seiten
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose...clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | Antony Easthope - 1989 - 240 Seiten
...begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; Like a star of Heaven, In the broad daylight 20 Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight,...Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear 25 Until we hardly see - we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As,... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 Seiten
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er where clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose...Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see — we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With... | |
 | Mary Oliver - 1998 - 212 Seiten
...soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose...Until we hardly see — we feel that it is there. With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams,... | |
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