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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... "
The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ... - Trang 257
bởi William Martin - 1838 - 348 trang
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 trang
...cav« or hill, We know, thou bird ! that their land is bright, But say, do they love there still ? THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting...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...

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

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 trang
...1 BUNG fresh showers for the thirsting flowers. From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shades native, her own natural notes ! Ah ! as I listen' J with a heart forlorn, The pulses of wakia The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the...

The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832 - 598 trang
...PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rut CLODD. 1 bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and from the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when...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, As she dances about...

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

1831 - 542 trang
...cried, — " Heighho for the honeymoon and Brighton '." THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsty flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light...leaves when laid In their 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...

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Tập 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 trang
...subject of their songs, and would understand us better. This is our only apology for introducing here THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I tear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews...

Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Tập 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 trang
...is our only apology for introducing here THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowcis, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreflms. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest...

Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 trang
...hearken to the thoughts thy waters teach— " Eternity, Eternity, and Power." THE CLOUD.— Sheltey. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From...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...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 trang
...path. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I hear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day...birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breasi , As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 trang
...path. THE CLOUD. I BR1NG fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I hear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day...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 sun. I wield...

The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 412 trang
...their sleep Bursting o'er the starlit deep, Lead a rapid masque of death O'er the waters of his path. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I hear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews...




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