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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. "
The Bailey-Manly Spelling Book - Page 31
by Eliza Randall Simmons Bailey, John Matthews Manly - 1908
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The Poetical Melange, Volume 1

English poetry - 1828
...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...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...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...
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

...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...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Literary Criticism - 1831 - 607 pages
...The sweet buds every one. When rock'd to rest on their mother's brttsÓ. 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...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 882 pages
...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,...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - History - 1832
...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...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833
...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...
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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
...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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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 Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley and Keats ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 575 pages
...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....
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