 | 1828 - Страниц: 814
...As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten 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 groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - Страниц: 575
...she dances about the sun. I wield the Hail of tbe lashing bail. And whiten the green plains under, r promised hour, Weeps o'er the sorrows of her fav'rite flow ihimder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan :ighast ; And all the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - Страниц: 628
...the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail. And whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 831 While I sleep in the arms of the bla«. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower». Lightning my pilot... | |
 | 1831 - Страниц: 542
...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 snow on the mountain below. And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white. While... | |
 | 1832 - Страниц: 598
...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 at... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - Страниц: 1022
...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...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, Lightning, my pilot... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - Страниц: 824
...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...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, Lightning my pilot... | |
 | William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - Страниц: 850
...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 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
...As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as...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 Carter Hall - 1838 - Страниц: 348
...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...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, Lightning, my pilot,... | |
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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. 
