 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 psl.
...see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, What thou art we know not; What is most like thee...presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not: In the light of thought,... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not : What is most like thee 1 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 highborn maiden In... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1862 - 476 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...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... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not : What is most like thee 1 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 highborn maiden In... | |
 | John Alfred Langford - 1862 - 310 psl.
...while its inspirer is singing above, heard, although unseen. Now, indeed, we feel with the poet: " 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... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 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... | |
 | 1863 - 392 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... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 264 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...showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the hght of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 psl.
...rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not : What is most like thee 1 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 highborn maiden In... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 530 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...see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. "Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and... | |
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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. 
