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" HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest,... "
Hausschatz englischer Poesie: Auswahl aus den Werken der bedeutendsten ... - Page 251
by Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 399 pages
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Rules for the Dance: A Handbook for Writing and Reading Metrical Verse

Mary Oliver - 1998 - 194 pages
...And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert,...the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts...
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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - 1998 - 360 pages
...Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy füll heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher...the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts...
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The Discovery of Poetry: A Field Guide to Reading and Writing Poems

Frances Mayes - 2001 - 494 pages
...trochaic meter ensures against monotony. To A SKYLARK (Percy Bv.s-.s7ie Shelley, 1792-1822) Hail to tliee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven...lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple...
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Poemas y poetas clásicos ingleses. De Geoffrey Chaucer a Dylan Thomas ...

2005 - 318 pages
...Construcción fulminada, sin nombre; algunas veces Veo tu pelo rubio tirado por el cielo." PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY "To a Skylark" Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou...the sunken sun O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run, Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts...
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