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" I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's... "
Ballads and Lyrics - Sivu 176
tekijä(t) Henry Cabot Lodge - 1880 - 394 sivua
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 sivua
...one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast; As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my...

The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

1831 - 542 sivua
...dreams. From my wing-, are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun....laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountain below. And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white. While...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sivua
...shaken the dew« that wibt-n The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's brttsî. . Grigg 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below. And...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sivua
...dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun....their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers,...

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Nide 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 sivua
...dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun....under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh m I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And...

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Nide 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 sivua
...dreflms. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun....then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass iu thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the...

Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 sivua
...one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And...mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast j And all the night 'tis my pillow white, "While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers...

The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 sivua
...dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest, on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun....their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night, 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skicy bowers...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sivua
...dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wak«> The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast. As she dances about the sun....their great pines groan aghast .And all the night 'tis my pillow white. While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers....

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 sivua
...shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breasi , As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of...their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,...




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