... sky, Which, when rude gales are sweeping by. Desert the lake. Of late I saw thee in a dream ; The day-star pour'd his hottest beam, And thou, a cool refreshing stream, Did'st brightly run : The trees where thou wert pleased to flow, Threw out their... Phantasmion - Page 157by Sara Coleridge Coleridge - 1837 - 387 pagesFull view - About this book
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...the sky, Which, when rude gales are sweeping by, Desert the lake. Of late I saw thee in a dream, 10 The day-star pour'd his hottest beam, And thou, a...leaves and blossoms shed On earth's green breast: 20 And silent pray'd the slumbering wind, The lake, thy tarrying place, might find, And waft my leaves,... | |
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