 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympa4Ily with hopes and fears.it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 psl.
...we know not; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, A« from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden t In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Tilt the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven ia overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour, With music... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven u overBow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee Î lm rivers, lakes, and seas, hope» and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 psl.
...beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee 1 From rainhow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from...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 sweet as... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflow'd. 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 meiudy. Like a poet bidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | 740 psl.
...Heath. Sometimes we wonder if it were here that he heard the skylark singing, as be himself sang — " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To mnpathy with hopes and fears it heedeth not."_ Sometimes we see him, on a summer's day, sauntering... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. 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 presenee showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden,... | |
 | 1868 - 738 psl.
...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... | |
 | 1839 - 790 psl.
...rains out tier beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...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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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... 
