 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pàgines
...the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail. And whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 831 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the bla«. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower».... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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,... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pàgines
...As she dances 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...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... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pàgines
...she danees about 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...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,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; springs ; Slow tolls the village-clock the drowsy...hour ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings ; 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower«... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pàgines
...she dances about 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...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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And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. 
