...worked, and dreamt, and cherished hope, — "Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing songs unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." The rich harvest of rabbinical stories that survive can be traced to rabbinical buoyancy. It is a quality...

...rather say with Shelley — " Thon art a poet hiillen In the light of thought, Sinking hjmr s unhidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." Let me not here be misunderstood. When I speak of Tennyson as free from the restraints of rules, I...

...the author of these effusions ? . " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unhidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." We have let the poet speak for himself, not being ourselves well able to appreciate his " unbidden...

...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 hymns unbidden, Till...glowworm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view ; Like a rose embowered In...

...described: —A Poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world was brought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like...tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour AVith music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. Deep indeed is the thankfulness, devout the reverence...

...melody." Then follows that exquisite simile, where he compares the invisible singer to — " A poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till...wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." There are many other passages not so well known as these, but equally beautiful, which, if our space...

...unbidden, Till the world was brought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. Like a high-horn maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden...With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. Deep indeed is the thankfulness, devout the reverence due from those, and the young especially, whose...

...Shelley's Sky-Lark, so is our Wood Thrush, " Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing songs unbidden, 'Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not." but, unfortunately, whatever of Greek taste there may be among us is so emulously expended in erecting...

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...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 hymns unbidden, Till...tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour Writh music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. ' Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering...