 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ; In a cavern under, is fettered... | |
 | 1831 - 542 pàgines
...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 flail of...And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountain below. And their... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder....my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers, Lightning, my pilot sits, In a cavern under, is fettered... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pàgines
...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 flail of...And whiten the green plains 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... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pàgines
...hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass iu thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And...my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits In a cavern under is fettered... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pàgines
...about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder....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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...shaken the dews that waken The sweet hirds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of...And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains helow, And... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...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 flail of...And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...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...And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below. And... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...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. I wield the flail of...And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below. And... | |
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I bear light shades 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 breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail,... 
