 | How - 1873
...And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - American poetry - 1873 - 816 pages
...sift the snow on the mountains helow, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night, 't is my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the...Lightning, my pilot, sits ; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder ; It struggles and howls at fits. Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1873 - 789 pages
...whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain ; And laugh as I pass in thunder. O O}MWNPG Ч is my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowera... | |
 | Edward Thomas Stevens - 1873
...whiten the green plains under; Vnd then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. ad Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder— It struggles and howls by fits ; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion,... | |
 | English poetry - 1873
...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; Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits; [na cavern under is fettered the... | |
 | James Ridgway - 1874
...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...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers Lightning, my pilot, sits; In a cavern under, is fettered the thunder, It struggles and... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - American poetry - 1874 - 534 pages
...Glittering like crescents o'er a Turk's pavilion, And blending every color into one. BYRON. THE CLOUD. I SIFT the snow on the mountains below, And their...groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, Wliile I sleep in the arms of the blast. That orbed maiden, with white fire Which only the angela hear,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1874 - 789 pages
...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 ; And all the night Ч is my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - Fore-edge paintings - 1874 - 527 pages
...flail of the lashing hail, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, And their great pines groan aghast j And all the night 'tis my pillow white, Lightning my pilot sits,... | |
 | Alfonzo Gardiner - 1874
...the mountains 6eZow, ls And their great pines 17 groan'* aghast; l * (15) And all the night '(is 20 my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. - 1 THE CLOUD-(Continued). I wield* the flail 10 of the lashing hail, 11 (10) And whiten the green... | |
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I sift the snow on the 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 
