 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 psl.
...is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not : What is most...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a highborn maiden In... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 psl.
...voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not. What is most...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not Like a high-born maiden 1... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 psl.
...voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not. What is most...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not IX. Like a high-born maiden*... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 psl.
...voice is loud As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not. What is most...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not Like a high-born maiden 2... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 psl.
...As, when night is bare, From 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...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-horn maiden... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 psl.
...when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. VIi. What thou art we know not? What is most like thee...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. VIII. ' Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought... | |
 | Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 psl.
...is loud, As, when night is bare, From' one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 psl.
...As, when night is bare, From 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...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden... | |
 | Margaret Fuller - 1846 - 382 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee t From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In... | |
 | 1846 - 436 psl.
...overflowed. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not brops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain...hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not ; Like a highborn maiden In... | |
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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. 
