 | M. S. Mitchell - Elocution - 1869 - 416 pages
...of sorrow and pain, And returned to the land of thought again. 28* THE CLOUD. Per,y By»hc She'.lcy. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams : I bear light shades for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that wakeii... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 pages
...watched a sleeping child As if it were her own ! 39.— THE CLOUD. PEROT BYSSHE SHELLEY. [See page 127.] I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shades for the leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1870 - 644 pages
...most successful effort in modern times in this department of literature. THE CLOUD. 471 THE CLOUD.1 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... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1870 - 628 pages
...; 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 pages
...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... | |
 | William Stewart Ross - English language - 1870 - 72 pages
...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.... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - Elocution - 1870 - 416 pages
...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 - Devotional literature, English - 1871 - 288 pages
...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 pages
...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... | |
 | English poetry - 1871 - 476 pages
...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... | |
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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... 
