 | 1828 - Страниц: 814
...one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast; As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And...dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I gift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - Страниц: 575
...to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the Hail of tbe lashing bail. And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in ihimder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan :ighast ; And all the... | |
 | 1831 - Страниц: 542
...The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten...laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountain below. And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white. While... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - Страниц: 628
...The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's brttsî. As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail. And whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below. And... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...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...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,... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - Страниц: 824
...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 hail, And whiten...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 groan aghast ; And... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - Страниц: 850
...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 hail, And whiten...then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass iu thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - Страниц: 370
...one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And...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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - Страниц: 634
...The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast. As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail. And whiten...their great pines groan aghast .And all the night 'tis my pillow white. While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers.... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 412
...The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she danees about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten...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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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. 
