 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 ページ
...vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear,and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or...of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and elear, and fresh, thy musie doth surpass. Teaeh us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard...a flood of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or trinmphal ehaunt, Matehed with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there... | |
 | London univ, King's coll - 1842 - 686 ページ
...skylark as she sings at heaven's gate, till he has burst into rapture, and exclaimed with the poet — " Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chant, Matched with...A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want ;" or who has not hung upon the strains of the love-lorn nightingale, as she poured out her sweet harmony... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, o be quarrelling with him (for we quarrelled sometimes),...a-crying, and asked if their little mourning which ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ! What shapes of sky or plain ! What love of thine own kind !... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous and clear and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard...What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine- own kind ?... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 ページ
...that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, \Yrhat obert Chambers — Л thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. What objects are the fountains Of thy happy... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass. Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard...rapture so divine. Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chant, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 ページ
...flowers, All that ever wax Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpast Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard...of rapture so divine. Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt — A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard...of rapture so divine Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt— A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 ページ
...flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass Teach me, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard...of rapture so divine Chorus hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Match'd with thine would be all But an empty vaunt— A thing wherein we feel there is some... | |
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What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near... 
