 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...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 day-light Thou...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... | |
 | David Grant - 1865 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale puqjle even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon... | |
 | Frances Martin - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...run ; Like an embodied Joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light Thou...there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 574
...run ; Like an embodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale, purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou...there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.... | |
 | Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 618
...run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. 4. 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. 5. Keen are the arrows of that silver sphere, Whose intense lump narrows in the white dawn clear Until... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...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 art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. * * * All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, from one lonely cloud The... | |
 | Severn river - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...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 art...delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, ЛУhoзe intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.... | |
 | Malcolm Lowry, Gerald Noxon, Nancy Strobel - 1988 - عدد الصفحات: 192
...Axel's Castle — "I confess my inability to understand the following stanza from Shelley's 'Skylark': 'Keen as are the arrows / Of that silver sphere /...narrows / In the white dawn clear / Until we hardly see, who feel that it is there.' For the first time perhaps," Eliot says, "in verse of such eminence, sound... | |
 | Antony Easthope - 1989 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 226
...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 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... | |
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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. 
