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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... "
Everyday Classics: Eighth Reader : the Introduction to Literature - Trang 313
bởi Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1919 - 415 trang
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 trang
...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 breast;...As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One ..., Tập 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 trang
...noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wakia The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the Hail of tbe lashing bail. And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain....

The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832 - 598 trang
...leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wakea The sweet hirds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the ereen plains under, And then again I dissolve it in' rain, Andlaugh as I pass in thunder. 1 sift the...

The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

1831 - 542 trang
...noon-day dreams. From my wing-, 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...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 the snow on the mountain...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 trang
...shaken the dew« that wibt-n The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's brttsî. . Grigg And then again 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains...

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Tập 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 trang
...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 breast,...the lashing hail, And whiten 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...

Journal of the Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland, Tập 11

Royal Asiatic Society of Great Britain and Ireland - 1879 - 432 trang
...whole volumes of Chinese or Japanese. Lines such as — " 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 sun." would appear to them in the highest degree grotesque, if not altogether unintelligible. He was a true...

Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 trang
...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 breast,...As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as...

The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 trang
...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...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 the snow on the mountains...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 trang
...noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet hirds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about...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 the snow on the mountains...




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