 | Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | 1856 - 754 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 páginas
...rest on their mother's hreast, As she dances ahout the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again...pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains helow, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While 1 sleep in... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1860 - 522 páginas
...rest, on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the Bait of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again...it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. • I rift the snow on the mountain* beW And their great pines gjoan agnast ; And all the night, 'tis my... | |
 | Daphne Smith Giles - 1856 - 264 páginas
...to rest on their mother's breast As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lathing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. ir. "I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night... | |
 | 1856 - 402 páginas
...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 it in thunder. New Way of Curing a Toper. THE New York Tribune publishes the following thrilling sketch... | |
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 348 páginas
...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...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. THE LAXDSCAPE.-DTI*. Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view ? The fountain's... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 páginas
...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...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... | |
 | Advanced reading book - 1860 - 458 páginas
...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...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. THOMAS HOOD, a minor poet of this century, is best known as a humorous writer. But many of his pieces... | |
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... flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their 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... 
