 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
 | George Stillman Hillard - Readers (Elementary) - 1858 - 348 pages
...the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. THE LAXDSCAPE.-DTI*. Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view ? The fountain's... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 pages
...noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rooked 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... | |
 | Advanced reading book - Readers - 1860 - 458 pages
...the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. THOMAS HOOD, a minor poet of this century, is best known as a humorous writer. But many of his pieces... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 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 skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ;... | |
 | John Connery - Elocution - 1861 - 416 pages
...noon-day 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. In a cavern under is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and howls at... | |
 | English periodicals - 1861 - 578 pages
...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...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 pages
...leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams ; From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's...I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their groat pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 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 skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ;... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 pages
...dreams; From my wings are shaken 1 the dews that waken The sweet birds1 every one, When rocked to rest1 on their mother's breast, As she dances about the...plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh1 as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines1 groan aghast;... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 pages
...waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest, on their mother's breast, As she dances about die sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, Erom the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade,... | |
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