 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 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... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 382 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... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 398 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, it What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain! What fields, or waves, or mountains ! What shapes... | |
 | 1846 - 436 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... | |
 | Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 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... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 614 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1847 - 578 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... | |
 | Benjamin Hall Kennedy - 1850 - 364 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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an embodied 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... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 páginas
...which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whoso 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... | |
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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. 
