 Thou hast fanned the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their overhanging bowers ; The forest seems to listen for the rustle of its leaves, And the very skies to glisten in the hope of summer eves.  The Magnolia, Or, Literary Tablet - Page 1931834Full view - About this book
 | Children - 1836 - 498 pages
...And this sunny-pinioned day Is commissioned to remark Whether Winter holds her sway ; Go back, thou dove of peace, With the myrtle on thy wing, Say that...cease, And the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping earth Till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth From their... | |
 | 1822 - 600 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day la commission'!.! to remark whether Winter holds her sway ; Go back, thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that...cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 612 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day Is commission'd to remark whether Winter holds her sway; Go back, thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that...cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 598 pages
...dove of pcace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Is commission'd to remark whether Winter holds her sway; Say that floods and tempests cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 594 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day Is commission'd to remark whether Winter holds her sway; Go back, thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that floods arid tempests cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her... | |
 | 1822 - 592 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day Is commission'd to remark whether Winter holds her sway ; Go back, thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that floods ami tempests cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her... | |
 | Cabinet - Literature - 1824 - 440 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day Is commissioned to remark whether Winter holds her sway ; Go back thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that...cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their... | |
 | Horace Smith - English essays - 1825 - 372 pages
...on thy wing, Say that floods and tempests cease, and the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers,...overhanging bowers; The forest seems to listen for the rustle of its leaves, And the very skies to glisten in the hope of summer eves. M 5 Thy vivifying spell... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - English poetry - 1825 - 472 pages
...And this sunny-pinion'd day Is commission'd to remark Whether Winter holds her sway ; Go back, thou dove of peace, With the myrtle on thy wing, Say that...cease, And the world is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth Till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth For their... | |
 | Horace Smith - English essays - 1825 - 374 pages
...and this sunny-pinion'd day Is commission'd to remark whether Winter holds her sway: Go back, thou dove of peace, with the myrtle on thy wing, Say that floods and tempests cease, and the werld is ripe for Spring. Thou hast fann'd the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And... | |
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