 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...  Studies in English and American Literature - Page 271by Goodloe Harper Bell - 1900 - 599 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pages
...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. I wield...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder — It struggles... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pages
...are shaken the dews that nta The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's brent, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowen Lightning, my pilot, site ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | Stephen Watkins Clark - 1851 - 204 pages
...dances about the sun. 4. I. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, 5. C. And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. 6. B. I srft the snow on the mountains below, 7. A. And their great pines groan aghast ; 8. A. And... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pages
...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. I wield...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits, In a cavern under is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pages
...sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun, 1 wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder — It struggles... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...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. I wield...plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pages
...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. I wield...And whiten the green plains under, And then again 1 dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their... | |
 | Uncle Thomas - 1854 - 272 pages
...From the seas and the streams; I bear light shades for the leaves, when laid In their noonday dreams. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 pages
...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. I wield...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. n. I bil'i the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night... | |
 | 1855 - 616 pages
...shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten...dissolve it in rain, And laugh, as I pass, in thunder." WE love the sunshine; — whether it be the monarch of oar system amiling joyfully upon all creation,... | |
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