 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, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift...  Earth and Sky - Page 94by Jenny H. Stickney Lansing - 1904 - 160 pagesFull view - About this book
 | English poetry - 1828 - 814 pages
...the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan 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,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in ihimder. the soft dew, the balmy gale she sighs, And darls a trembling lust :ighast ; And all the night 't U my pillow white. While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast Sublime on... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail. And whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 831 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the bla«. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower».... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pages
...the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh m I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan 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,... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pages
...hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass iu thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And...their great pines groan 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,... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pages
...one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And...mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast j And all the night 'tis my pillow white, "While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers... | |
 | William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 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...their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night, 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skicy bowers... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 634 pages
...noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wak«> 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 'tis my pillow white. While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 348 pages
...shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breasi , As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of...their great pines groan 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,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838 - 412 pages
...dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she danees about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail,...their great pines groan 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.... | |
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