...but now she utters a peal of glad music, and " showers a rain of melody," without stint or limit, " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." But why is the nightingale called " love-lorn " ? That song is full of joy and rapture. I know Shakespeare...

...art we know not ; what is most like thee ? From rainbow-clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden in a palace-tower, Soothing her love-laden soul in secret hour With music...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music...

...clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. VIII. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: x. Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Eain-awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet...

...rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Kain-a waken' d flowers, All that ever was Joyous,...

...rainbow, clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. 35 Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : 40 Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, .Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music...

..."Beauty is Truth, Truth, Beauty ; this is all ye know and all ye need to know." Or Shelley : — • "Like a poet hidden In the light of thought Singing...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." To set forth Truth in the forms of Beauty is the function of the poet, the maker, the creator. And...

...FPL; MOS; Par; PoLF To a Skylark 69 Hail to thee, blithe spirit! Bird thou never wert, (1. 1-2) 70 (1. 36^*0) To Night 74 Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed. Murmured like a noontide bee. Shall I...