 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
 | 1864 - 402 pages
...rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashieg hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then...; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime oe the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ;... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 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...; 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1865 - 744 pages
...leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From iny wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet bnds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And langh as I pass in thunder. n. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan... | |
 | Kate Gordon (of Fyvie.) - 1866 - 258 pages
...the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wakeu The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's...; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast." l 1. An evening bell. i 2. Vitrified matter. I 3. Equipment for travelling.... | |
 | Charles Bilton - 1866 - 264 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...; 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... | |
 | Penny readings - 1866 - 264 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...; 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,... | |
 | English poetry - 1866 - 192 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... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 pages
...noon-day 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;... | |
 | George H. STRUTT - 1866 - 260 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...; 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,... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - American poetry - 1866 - 412 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...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. * * * That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er... | |
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