 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
 | William Stewart Ross - 1870 - 72 sider
...With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line. — Gray. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, 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 sun. — Shelley.... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 628 sider
...; their might Exceeds our organs, which endure \^ No light, being themselves obscure. THE CLOUD. I. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers 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 sun. I wield... | |
 | William Cox Bennett - 1870 - 202 sider
...he died his master's eye beneath, All in that twentieth year. THE CLOUD.— (Percy Bysshe Shelley} I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, 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 sun. I wield... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 sider
...I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the Beas and the streams; I bear light shades for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams....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... | |
 | Mary Anne Hearne - 1871 - 288 sider
...his mantle floating in mid-air." Shelley writes most musically about the cloud, and its mission — " 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... | |
 | David Grant (of Aberdeen) - 1871 - 478 sider
...countless years are gone ; And none so abject but may gain A title to his throne. 111;. HUIE. THE CLOUD. 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... | |
 | 1871 - 476 sider
...The boundless visible smile of Him, To the veil of whose brow your lamps are dim ! WILLIAM C. BRYANT. The Cloud. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's b.east, As she dances about the sun. I wield... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 sider
...GOULD. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; 1 heir little hands in glee, With one continuous sound...brings The feelings of a dream, As of innumerable rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing... | |
 | 1872 - 900 sider
...the glass of water they 've left for me Shall • tchick 1 ' to tell them 1 'm drinking." Miss GOULD. rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing... | |
 | 1872 - 710 sider
...kneel with reverent love and fear ; For Thou art here ! Mary E. Attinton. 449. CLOUD, Mission of a. d still Thy rain descends, Thy sun is glowing, [blowing, Fruits ripen rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing... | |
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