...heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. ii. Higher etill and higher, From the earth thou springest Like a cloud...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest in. In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds arc brightening, Thou dost float and run...

...it, Poorest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. " Higher still, and higher, Prom the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire, The...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." Alas ! that the sentiment of life — a pleasant pastime, the realities a bitter pang — should be...

...thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher and still higher, From the earth ihou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou...singing still dost soar and soaring ever singest. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight, Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art...

...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,...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...

...art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thon springest, Like a elond of fire ; The blne deep thon wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning Of the snnken snn, O'er whieh elonds are bright'ning, Thon dost float and rnn ; Like an nnbodied joy whose...

...still stream , Vp the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades." — KEATS. " Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest ; Like a cloud of fire The Ijlue deep thou wingest ; And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest." — SHELLET. MIDST...

...no purer liberty than to wander on the billowy foam, or to soar, like the eagle — " Higher itill, and higher, From the earth thou springest ; Like a cloud of fire, The deep-blue thou wingeBt." But I fear I tire you. You must think me foolish ; but I have lately lived...

...with me into the clouds ' — is by no means equal to Shelley's fierce lyric to the same bird — ' Like a cloud of fire The blue deep thou wingest — And singing ever soarest, And soaring ever singest.' Nor can it stand comparison with Keats's wild verses to the...

...heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.1 Higher still and higher From the earth thou springes!, Like a cloud of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest,...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...

...too, where we first watched the lark, mounting up and up ; and, turning to our book, we said,— " Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest,...singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. " Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow—...