 | James Ridgway - 1873 - 360 pàgines
...whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh, as I pass, in thunder. 1 sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great...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... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1873 - 408 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. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And... | |
 | Samuel Orchart Beeton - 1873 - 782 pàgines
...shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, tears mX 2. I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And... | |
 | Edward Thomas Stevens - 1873 - 236 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 in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And... | |
 | English poetry - 1873 - 390 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 in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And... | |
 | James Ridgway - 1874 - 416 pàgines
...the sun. 1 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... | |
 | 1919 - 608 pàgines
...formation must be added the poetry of cloudland. Shelley's poem is a delight when illustrated by pictures : "I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their...my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast." How much more of meaning is added to the words when the children see the "rent in the wind-built... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 pàgines
...sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, 10 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 cavem under is fettered... | |
 | Rodney Farnsworth - 2001 - 360 pàgines
...follows suggests an ahernative. even paradoxical aloofness from the fray below on the part of the poet: 1 sift the snow on the mountains below. And their great...my pillow white. While I sleep in the arms of the blast l1L 13-161. Action must be combined with contemplation. The cloud always remains above the fray.... | |
 | John Foster - 2001 - 100 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. Percy Bysshe Shelley 'Oh where are you going?'... | |
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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,... 
