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A Text-book on Rhetoric: Supplementing the Development of the Science with ... - Page 200
by Brainerd Kellogg - 1892 - 345 pages
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 pages
...the green plains under, And then again I 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 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: Complete in ..., Volume 1

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 pages
...whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in ihimder. the soft dew, the balmy gale she sighs, And darls a trembling lust :ighast ; And all the night 't U my pillow white. While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast Sublime on...
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The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...whiten the green plains under. And then again 1 dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. Father ar( 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the bla«. Sublime on the towers of my skiey bower»....
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The ...

1831 - 542 pages
...I sift the snow on 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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The Spirit of the English Magazines

1832 - 598 pages
...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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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1832 - 824 pages
...the green plains 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 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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Tait's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 2

William Tait, Christian Isobel Johnstone - 1833 - 850 pages
...whiten the green plains under, And 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 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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Principles of elocution

William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 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 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 - 1838 - 348 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 '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: Complete in One Volume

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 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 '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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