...then again I dissolve it in ram, And buigh ae I pass in thunder. I sift the enow un the пишпЫш below, And their great pines groan aghast; And all...While I sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the to were of my t-kyey bowers Lightning my pilot »its; In a cavt-rn under i» fettered the thunder —...

...green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. 2. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my skyey bowers It struggles and howls at fits. Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is...

...girded up in sheaves, Home on the bier with white and bristly beard. SHAKSPEARE : Sonnet XII. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast. SHELLEY: The Cloud. Strephon, with leavy twigs of laurel-tree, A garland made, on temples for to wear....

...like crescents o'er a Turk' s pavilion, And blending every color into one. BYHOÍÍ. THE CLOUD. I SIFT the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...aghast; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While 1 sleep in the anus of the blast. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon,...

...be added the poetry of cloudland. Shelley's poem is a delight when illustrated by pictures : "I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast." How much more of meaning is added to the words when the children see the "rent in the wind-built tent,"...

...green plains under, 10 And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. 1 sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...aghast; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While 1 sleep in the arms of the blast. Sublime on the towers of my slriey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits;...

...green plains under, 10 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...of my skiey bowers, Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavem under is fettered the thunder. It struggles and howls at fits; 20 Over earth and ocean, with...

...suggests an ahernative. even paradoxical aloofness from the fray below on the part of the poet: 1 sift the snow on the mountains below. And their great pines...pillow white. While I sleep in the arms of the blast l1L 13-161. Action must be combined with contemplation. The cloud always remains above the fray. Thunder....

...away ! Fairer far than this fair Day. . .8 1 Ibid., pp. 137-41. 1 Ibid., pp. 137-8. 1 Cf. lines 17-20: "Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers, Lightning...fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits..." Although, of course, the trick of forming epithets by adding the "-y" suffix goes back to the seventeenth...

...Heywood's THE PHY OF IHE WETHER (1533). See Medwall, internal rhyme is rhyming within lines, eg I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines...pillow white. While I sleep in the arms of the blast. (from Prrry Shelby's "The Cloud") See rhyme. interpolation occurs when a section not by the writer...