 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...  The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley - Página 322por Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1855Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | 1828 - 814 páginas
...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...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 páginas
...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 páginas
...whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. Father ar( bla«. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower». Lightning my pilot sits, In a cavern under is fetter'd... | |
 | 1831 - 542 páginas
...And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountain below. And their great pines groan aghast ; And all...in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of skiey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, This pilot is guiding... | |
 | 1832 - 598 páginas
...mountains below. And their great pines grotto aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While f sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower*, Lightning my pilot sits In a carern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 páginas
...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...the arms of the blast Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 páginas
...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...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 páginas
...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 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 - 1838 - 368 páginas
...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 below, And their...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skicy bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under, is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 348 páginas
...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 below. And their...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits, In a cavern under is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and... | |
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