 HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest,...  New Outlook - 212 psl.1909Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 psl.
...venis. The Skylark. Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated...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... | |
 | 1824 - 452 psl.
...golden-crowned wren (motacilla regulus) begins its song. The lark, also, must not be forgotten : — In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an embodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1826 - 156 psl.
...blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profusa strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of 6re ; The blue deep thou wingest, .And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 psl.
...again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to thee blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher Prom the earth thou springest jLike a cloud of fire," The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still... | |
 | 1848 - 700 psl.
...our memory — " Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert ; That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." Alas! that the sentiment of life — a pleasant pastime, the realities a bitter pang — should be... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 psl.
...again. TO A SKYLARK. HAIL to ihee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it. wingeet, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest In the golden lightning Of the «unken... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 psl.
...wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart [art. In profuse strains of unpremeditated Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest...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... | |
 | John Timbs - 1832 - 442 psl.
...to a sky-lark : — Hail to thee, blithe spirit ; Bird thou never wert, That from heaven or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the cloud ihou springest, Like a cloud of fire ; The deep blue thou wingest, And singing .still doit soar... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1834 - 374 psl.
...over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades. KEATS. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. SHELLEY. MIDST the long reeds that o'er a Grecian stream Unto the feint wind sigh'd melodiously, And... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1837 - 466 psl.
...the whole air seems sparkling and alive with the light of hia strains ; singing, as Shelley says, ' In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening ; Like a high-born maiden In a palace-tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music... | |
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