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" 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. I sift the snow on the mountains .below, And their great pines groan aghast ;... "
Sanders' Union Fifth Reader: Embracing a Full Exposition of the Principles ... - Page 444
by Charles Walton Sanders - 1872 - 480 pages
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The Poetical Melange, Volume 1

English poetry - 1828
...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 of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits ; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, It struggles and...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...mountains below, And their great pines groan :ighast ; And all the night 't U my pillow white. While 1 eels : His pitying Mistress mourns, and mourning heals ! L skiey bower*, Lightning my pilot sits, In a cavern under is feller* d the thunder, It struggles and...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 607 pages
...bower». Lightning my pilot sits, In a cavern under is fetter'd the thunder. It struggles and howls at or genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hill«, Over...
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832
...mountains below. And their great pines grotto aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While f sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower*, Lightning my pilot sits In a carern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls...
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

...mountain 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 of skiey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, This pilot is guiding...
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832
...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 of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls...
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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837
...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 of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits j In, a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, It struggles and...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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 pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley and Keats ...

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1838 - 575 pages
...bowers. Lightning my pilot sits. In a cavern under is felter'd the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits ; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills. Over...
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The moral and intellectual school book

William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 348 pages
...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 of my skicy bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under, is fetter'd the thunder, It struggles and...
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