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...hearken to the thoughts thy waters teach— " Eternity, Eternity, and Power." THE CLOUD.— Sheltey. I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From...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 lashing...

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...path. THE CLOUD. I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I hear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day...birds every one, When rock'd to rest on their mother's breasi , As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains...

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...graceful from the ethereal car, Long did she gaze, and silently, Upon the slumbering maid. Thedmud." rge of day. The shifting clouds Assembled gay, a richly...setting throne. Air, earth, and ocean smile immense. rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing...

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