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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... "
The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - 40 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 One Volume, 1±Ç

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 ...

1831 - 542 ÆäÀÌÁö
...shaken the dews that waken 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...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 - 1831 - 628 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832 - 598 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, 2±Ç

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 the flail of...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, 2±Ç

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - 1838 - 368 ÆäÀÌÁö
...shaken the dews that waken 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 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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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 ÆäÀÌÁö
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