...noon-day dreams. From my wing-, are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about...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...

...leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...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...

...leaves when laid In their noonday dreflms. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,...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...

...The Cloud," might be sought for in vain in whole volumes of Chinese or Japanese. Lines such as — " From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet...their mother's breast As she dances about the sun." would appear to them in the highest degree grotesque, if not altogether unintelligible. He was a true...

...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...

...noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wak«> The sweet buds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast. As she dances about...mountains below. And 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...

...noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest, on their mother's breast, As she dances about...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...

...shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breasi , As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of...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...

...noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet hirds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about...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 I sleep in...

...dews that waken 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,...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...