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" Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. "
The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader - Page 95
by James Stuart Laurie - 1863
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 504 pages
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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Papers on Literature and Art, Volumes 1-2

Margaret Fuller - American literature - 1846
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight; .j--- Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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Poetry for Home and School ...

Anna Cabot Lowell - 1846
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we...
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Papers on literature and art, Part 1

Sarah Margaret Ossoli (march.) - 1846
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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The Gem book of poesie, by the author of 'The ancient poets and poetry of ...

Gem book - 1846 - 160 pages
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, it What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain! What fields, or waves, or mountains ! What shapes...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Volume 1

Half hours - 1847
...joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven In the broad day-light, Thou art unseen, but, yet, I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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The works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - Fore-edge painting - 1847
...whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1849
...whose race is just begun. ITę The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight v. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear,...
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Sabrinae Corolla in Hortulis Regiae Scholae Salopiensis

Benjamin Hall Kennedy - Classical languages - 1850 - 328 pages
...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 unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until...
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The Poetry and Poets of Britain: From Chaucer to Tennyson ; with ...

Daniel Scrymgeour - English poetry - 1850 - 528 pages
...portion of his short life. The pale purple even Meets around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad day-light Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud ; As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon...
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