 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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought...  A household book of English poetry - Page 291by Richard Chenevix Trench - 1870 - 438 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 144 pages
...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...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 sympa4Ily... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1830 - 480 pages
...one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven ia overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Like a high-born maiden In a palace... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 882 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - Literary Criticism - 1838
...rainhow 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...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-horn maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838
...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presenee showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - Literary Criticism - 1838
...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...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Literary Criticism - 1838 - 575 pages
...one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there...bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of meiudy. Like a poet bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | 1839
...lonely cloud Tli! moon rains out tier beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. la the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world i - wrought To sympathy with hopes,... | |
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...Heath. Sometimes we wonder if it were here that he heard the skylark singing, as he himself sang — " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not." Sometimes we see him, on a summer's day, sauntering in Millfield Lane, with branches... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley, Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1840
...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...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 ¡я wrought To... | |
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