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The cloud never comes from the quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it.
The cloud never comes from the quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it.
Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?
The clouds,--the only birds that never sleep.
The clouds,--the only birds that never sleep.
Rocks, torrents, gulfs, and shapes of giant size
And glitt'ring cliff on cliffs, and fiery ramparts rise.
Rocks, torrents, gulfs, and shapes of giant size
And glitt'ring cliff on cliffs, and fiery ramparts rise.
O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease,
Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,
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O, it is pleasant, with a heart at ease,
Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,
To make the shifting clouds be what you please,
Or let the easily persuaded eyes
Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould
Of a friend's fancy.
And it can to pass at the seventh time, that he said, Behold,
there ariseth a little cloud out read more
And it can to pass at the seventh time, that he said, Behold,
there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand.
And he said, Go up, say unto Ahab, Prepare thy chariot, and get
thee down, that the rain stop thee not.
If woolly fleeces spread the heavenly way
No rain, be sure, disturbs the summer's day.
If woolly fleeces spread the heavenly way
No rain, be sure, disturbs the summer's day.
Who covereth thyself with light as a garment: who stretchest out
the heavens like a curtain:
Who layeth read more
Who covereth thyself with light as a garment: who stretchest out
the heavens like a curtain:
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh
the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
Who maketh his angels spirits: his ministers a flaming fire:
Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be
removed for ever.
Were I a cloud I'd gather
My skirts up in the air,
And fly well know whither,
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Were I a cloud I'd gather
My skirts up in the air,
And fly well know whither,
And rest I well know where.
