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...The worl ieiitt.' in whic of mind over a great portion of his short life. The pale purple even Meets around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the...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...

...cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden 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...

...the sunny fields, to the forest glades! Is there not religion there? Listen to the sky-piercing lark. 'Like a star of heaven, ' In the broad day-light '...Thou art unseen, but, yet I hear thy shrill delight." Hear and heed ! for the bird's song is a holier hymn than the organ-aided Те Deum. The air is filled...

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...cloud of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest, And singing, still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run, Like an embodied joy, whose race is just begun. The pale purple...

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...cloud of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest, And singing, still dost soar ; and soaring, ever singest. " In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which...are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied joy, whose race has just begun. " The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star...