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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 Simmons Reading Books - Page 155
by Augustus Hill Kelley - 1917
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Moxon's standard penny readings [ed. by T. Hood].

Moxon Edward and co
...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. II. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night...
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English Composition and Rhetoric: A Manual

Alexander Bain - English language - 1867 - 343 pages
...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." Besides the actual objects of Nature, it is not unusual to personify abstractions of the mind ; as,...
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Woodland and wild: a selection of descriptive poetry

Woodland - 1868
...I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder; It struggles and...
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The Book of Gems: The eighteenth and nineteenth century. Wordsworth to Tennyson

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1868
...then again I dissolve it in rain, And langh as I pass in thnnder. I sifi the snow on the monntains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all...pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Snblime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits, In a cavern nnder is fctter'd...
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The Ladies' Repository, Volumes 39-40

Universalism - 1868
...mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.'1 Then it gathers strength and force, " I sift the suow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pllTow'whlte, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. SubHme on the towers of my spicy bowers, Lightning...
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English Literature of Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1869 - 798 pages
...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...bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits ; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This...
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The book of poetry for schools and families [ed.] by W. Davis

William Davis (B.A.) - 1869
...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...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder It struggles...
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English versification

E. Wadham - 1869
...written thus, having then a single mid-rhyme : I sift the snow on the mountains below, And the great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and...
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The advanced reader

Scottish school-book assoc - History - 1869
...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 snbw on the mountains below, And their great pines' groan aghast; And all the night' 'tis my pillow...
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