 | 1861 - 578 páginas
...dreams. 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...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of... | |
 | Nelson Thomas and sons, ltd - 1862 - 392 páginas
...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...I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their groat pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 páginas
...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, 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 skiey bowers,... | |
 | Scottish school-book assoc - 1863 - 438 páginas
...dreams; From my wings are shaken 1 the dews that waken The sweet birds1 every one, When rocked to rest1 on their mother's breast, As she dances about the...plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh1 as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines1 groan aghast;... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 328 páginas
...waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest, on their mother's breast, As she dances about die sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten...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,... | |
 | 1864 - 402 páginas
...rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashieg hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then...their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime oe the towers of my skiey bowers,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 páginas
...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, 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 skyey bowers... | |
 | Standard poetry book - 1866 - 300 páginas
...leaves when laid In their 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,...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,... | |
 | English poetry - 1866 - 192 páginas
...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, 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 skiey bowers,... | |
 | Penny readings - 1866 - 264 páginas
...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, 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 skiey bowers... | |
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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... 
