Sweeps through the clear deep sea; And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean Are bending like corn on the upland lea: And life, in rare and beautiful forms. Is sporting amid those bowers of stone, And is safe when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made... The Every Day Book for Youth - Page 340by Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 415 pagesFull view - About this book
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1843 - 280 pages
...bowers of stone, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. THE LOST HUNTER. BY ALFRED B. STREET. r NUMB'D by the piercing, freezing air, And burden'd by his game,... | |
| Readings - English poetry - 1843 - 466 pages
...ocean roar, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the waves his own: When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...far below in the peaceful sea The purple mullet and gold fish rove, Where the waters murmur tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. TO... | |
| William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1843 - 324 pages
...bowers of stone, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own: And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad voices of ocean roar, And demons are waiting the wreck on shore; When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, Then far below... | |
| Charles William Everest - American literature - 1844 - 480 pages
...own; And when the ship from his fury flies, ^^•^*•v > *^_-fcr^V^^^^W'^-^*•v^•^'^-r^-^^*^«-'^^ When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies, And demons...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. TO SENECA LAKE. On thy fair bosom, silver lake, The wild swan spreads his snowy sail, And round his... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1844 - 136 pages
...bowers of stone, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of stormi Has made the top of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...ocean roar, When the wind-god frowns in the murky skic>, And demons are•waiting the wreck on shore; •Then, far below, in the peaceful sea, • .... | |
| John Frost - Elocution - 1845 - 458 pages
...beautiful forms, And is safe when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...tranquilly Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. PERCIVAL. 111. — LORD BYRON'S LAST VERSES. " Missolonghi, Jan. 23, 1824. " On this day I completed... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1845 - 538 pages
...bowers of stone, And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own: And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...And demons are waiting the wreck on shore; Then, far helow, in the peaceful sea. The purple mullet and gold-fish rove, Where the waters murmur tranquilly,... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1846 - 428 pages
...of stone, And is safe, when the wrathful Spirit of storms, Has made the top of the waves his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...rove, Where the waters murmur tranquilly, Through thp bending twigs of the coral prove. Hebrew Melody. — MRS. JG BROOKI. Jeremiah x. 17. FROM the hall... | |
| 1846 - 436 pages
...spirit of storms Has made the top of the waves his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, When the myriad voices of ocean roar, When the wind-god...the murky skies, And demons are waiting the wreck on the shore ; Then, far below, in the peaceful sea, The purple mullet and gold-fish rove, Where the waters... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - American poetry - 1847 - 456 pages
...of stone, And is sate, when the wrathful Spirit of storms, Has made the top of the waves his own : And when the ship from his fury flies, Where the myriad...tranquilly, Through the bending twigs of the coral grove. Hebrew Melody. — MRS. JG BROOKS. Jeremiah x. 17. FROM the hall of our fathers in anguish we fled,... | |
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