 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...  Cyclopædia of English literature - Page 398by Robert Chambers - 1844Full view - About this book
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 pages
...dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she danees about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail,...; 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, Lightning my pilot sits,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poets, English - 1840 - 396 pages
...leaves when laid In their noon- day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as 1 pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1842 - 440 pages
...noonday dreams. 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...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, Lightning, my pilot, sits,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet pping milkmaid sings ; The whistling ploughman stalks...hour ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings ; sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower« Lightning, my pilot, sits... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about...; 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, Lightning my pilot sits,... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1845 - 490 pages
...wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest, on their mother's2 breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail...; 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 Lightning, my pilot,3 sits... | |
 | 1868 - 844 pages
...leaves when laid In the noon-day dreams. " From my wings are shaken the dews that awaken The sweet birds every one, "When rocked to rest on their mother's...the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. " I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about...their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 't is my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,... | |
 | 1846 - 436 pages
...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,...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... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 616 pages
...leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...; 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, Lightning my pilot sits,... | |
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