 | David Charles Bell - 1879 - 556 páginas
...his sires, And the bright hall of heroes bade hail to his spirit. LSI. THE CLOUD. Shelley. I BEING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the...my wings are shaken 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 460 páginas
...comes, a chaos dread On the dim starlight then is spread, And the Apennine walks abroad with the storm. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 426 páginas
...chaos dread On the dim starlight then is spread, And the Apennine walks abroad with the storm. 1818. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 452 páginas
...and beauty, and delight, There is no death nor change : their might Exceeds our organs, which endure THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 444 páginas
...death nor change : their might Exceeds our organs, which endure No light, being themselves obscure. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting...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... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 648 páginas
...now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood — At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. (1820.) THE CLOUD. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting...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... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 650 páginas
...If envy or age had not frozen your blood — At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. (1820.) THE CLOUD. L I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From...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... | |
 | Joseph Angus - 1880 - 726 páginas
...pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. From Stanzas written near A'aplrt. Ttte Cloud. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,...my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rooked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. . . . I... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 páginas
...strain Long did she gone, and silently, That round a lonely ruin swells, Upon the slumbering maid. Tlw Cloud* I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,...my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds ev<>ry one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 660 páginas
...follow the bier Of the dead cold year, And make her grave green with tear on tear. THE CLOUD. I likiNG fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the...my wings are shaken 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... | |
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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... 
