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" 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 398
by Robert Chambers - 1844
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The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - 1869 - 438 pages
...dreams. From my wings are shaken' the dews that waken The sweet birds' every bne, When rocked to rest I on their mother's breast, As she dances about the...rain, And laugh' as I pass in thunder. I sift the snbw on the mountains below, And their great pines' groan aghast; And all the night' 'tis my pillow...
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The public school speaker and reader, ed. by J.E. Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 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...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...
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Class-book of English Poetry from Chaucer to Tennyson

Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...the 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...; 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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The school book of poetry, ed. by W.C. Bennett

William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 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...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Various ..., Volume 2

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 628 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,...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. II. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night...
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Sanders' Union Fifth Reader: Embracing a Full Exposition of the Principles ...

Charles Walton Sanders - Readers - 1870 - 496 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,...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. 2. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 3

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1871 - 400 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,...; 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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The beauties of modern British poetry, systematically arranged by ..., Issue 240

David Grant (of Aberdeen) - 1871 - 478 pages
...the 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...groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, Sublime in the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the...
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A Manual of Elocution: Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice. With ...

M. S. Mitchell - Elocution - 1871 - 422 pages
...noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds 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 skyey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets

William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1871 - 968 pages
...the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet , As of innumerable 't is my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers...
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