 | Uncle Thomas - 1854 - 272 pàgines
...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...my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. MEDITATION. I HAVE been lonely, even from a child; Though bound with sweet ties to a happy home,... | |
 | 1854 - 456 pàgines
...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 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 great pines... | |
 | Rufus Claggett - 1855 - 208 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....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... | |
 | 1855 - 458 pàgines
...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 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 great pines... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 766 pàgines
...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...And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. n. I bil'i the snow on the mountains below,... | |
 | Anna Cabot Lowell - 1855 - 452 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | Daphne Smith Giles - 1856 - 264 pàgines
...whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. ir. "I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their...my pillow white. While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skicy bowers, Ligli tning my pilot sits. Jn a cavern under is fettered... | |
 | 1856 - 754 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... | |
 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 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... | |
 | 1856 - 402 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 as I pass it in thunder. New Way of Curing a Toper. THE New York Tribune... | |
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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,... 
