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The National Review - Page 370
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, h 1. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 372 pages
...we feel that it is there. VI. 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. VIi. What thou art we know not? What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...sphere Whose intense lamp narrows 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. What thou art we know not. What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...sphere Whose intense lamp narrows 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. What thou art we know not. What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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Imagination and Fancy: Or, Selections from the English Poets, Illustrative ...

Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...sphere Whose intense lamp narrows 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. What thou art we know not. What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...see, we feel that it is 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 overflow'd. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ! From rainbow clouds there flow not...
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Papers on literature and art, Part 1

Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846 - 182 pages
...see, we feel that it is there. A]i 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. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee '! From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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Papers on Literature and Art, Parts 1-2

Margaret Fuller - American literature - 1846 - 382 pages
...see, we feel that it is 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. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee t From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

1846 - 436 pages
...that it is there. TO A SKYLARK. 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. What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not brops so bright...
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