 | William Harmon - Literary Collections - 1998 - 386 pages
...the golden lightning Of 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...unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight. Keen as are the arrows Ofthat silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly... | |
 | Mary Oliver - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1998 - 212 pages
...the golden lightning Of 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...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... | |
 | Frances Mayes - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2001 - 548 pages
...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...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 hardly... | |
 | 2005 - 334 pages
...the golden lightning Of 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...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 hardly... | |
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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... 
