 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 the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it...  Carroll and Brooks Readers - Trang 240bởi Clarence Franklin Carroll, Sarah Catherine Brooks - 1911Xem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 trang
...impure, Till the warm sun pities its pain And to the skies exhales it back again. THE CLOUD. I BEING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas...the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rooked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing... | |
 | Advanced reading book - 1860 - 458 trang
...and rave, And April weeps — but, O ye hours ! Follow with May's fairest flowers. THE CLOUD. I BEING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas...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... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1860 - 558 trang
...Then there is his lyric of the " Cloud : " — " I bring fresh showers forthe thirsting flowers, For the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for...my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast As the dances about the sun ; I wield... | |
 | 1860 - 528 trang
...Then there is his lyric of the " Cloud : " — " I bring fresh showers forthe thirsting flowers, For the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for...my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, • When rocked to rest on their mother's breast As the dances about the sun ; I wield... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 trang
...be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre. CAMPBELL. THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting...the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 346 trang
...general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause — An awful pause, prophetic of her end. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers 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... | |
 | 1861 - 578 trang
...concluding our account of this subject by a few extracts from it to justify the opinion we have expressed. "I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shades for the leaves, when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 224 trang
...— laugh at that !" Sing merrily, sing merrily, the Little Brown Man ! 165. THE CLOUD. • 1 BBING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shades for the leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 trang
...or that the pot, which was a new one, did not choose to boil them!" THE CLOUD. 27 THE CLOUD. I BEING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the...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... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 trang
...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, Erom the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade, for the leaves, when laid In their noonday dreams. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast; And all the night 'tis... | |
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