 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...  Hoekzema's Gleanings from English Poetry - Side 167af David Hoekzema - 1893 - 334 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 sider
...summer. 'Tis the haunt Of every gentle wind whose breath can teach The wilds to love tranquillity. 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 the lashing... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1858 - 348 sider
...bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade tor the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. 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 the lashing... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1859 - 512 sider
...once used specifically for song or singing ; — thus Milton writes, " with charm of earliest birds." THE CLOUD.' I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wines are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's2... | |
 | Advanced reading book - 1860 - 458 sider
...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...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... | |
 | S. R. - 1860 - 306 sider
...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...my wings are shaken 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... | |
 | 1860 - 528 sider
...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...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 the flail of the lashing... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1860 - 558 sider
...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...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 the flail of the lashing... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1861 - 346 sider
...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...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... | |
 | John Connery - 1861 - 416 sider
...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...my wings are shaken 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... | |
 | 1861 - 578 sider
...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....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 sun. I wield... | |
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