 Granite to me is potter's clay: Under the touch of my careless waves It rises in turrets and sinks in caves; The iron cliffs that edge the land I grind to pebbles, and sift to sand, And beach-grass bloweth and children play In what were the rocks of yesterday;...  Elementary Inductive Geography - Page 99by Mary R. Davis - 1900 - 228 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charlotte Perkins Gilman - American poetry - 1914 - 244 pages
...children play In what were the rocks of yesterday. It is but a moment of sport to me. I am the Sea I I am the Sea. In my bosom deep Wealth and Wonder and...death. What if the ships go down in me ? I am the Sea I THE LION PATH. I DARE not! Look ! the road is very dark ; The trees stir softly and the bushes shake,... | |
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...depths they crumble slow. The iron cliffs that edge the land 1 grind to pebbles and sift to sand ; I comfort the earth with rains and snows Till waves...of breath With me have life — without me, death. The »arth is a helpless child to me. I am the Sea / — CHARLOTTE PERKINS STETSON. CHAPTER XIX THE... | |
 | Charles Redway Dryer - Physical geography - 1901 - 444 pages
...the land 1 grind to pebbles and sift to sand ; 1 comfort the earth with rains and snow\ Till w.ives the harvest and laughs the rose. Flower and forest...of breath With me have life — without me, death. The earth is a helpless child to me. 1 am the Sea ! — CHARLOTIE PERKINS STETSON. CHAPTER XIX THE... | |
 | English literature - 1906 - 662 pages
...pain, While the laws of the universe thunder in vain. What is the folly of man to me? I am the Sea ! I am the Sea. The earth I sway ; Granite to me is...in me ? I am the Sea ! CHARLOTTE PERKINS STETSON. A BULL OF BASH AN From " The Puritan," by permission of Mr. Frank A. Munwjy, New York IT was the night... | |
 | Lawton Bryan Evans, Luther N. Duncan, George W. Duncan - Farm life - 1913 - 346 pages
...southern Kentucky, thence nearly due west, including about all of Texas. THE SOIL I The Story of Antaeus "Flower and forest and child of breath With me have life; without me, death!" Most boys and girls think that the soil is a dead, uninteresting kind of substance; but it is not dead,... | |
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...depths they crumble slow. The iron cliffs that edge the land I grind to pebbles and sift to sand; I comfort the earth with rains and snows Till waves...of breath With me have life — without me death. The earth is a helpless child to me. I am the sea! depth. As the heat recedes towards the center of... | |
 | Ada Louise Weckel - Science - 1916 - 468 pages
...depths they crumble slow. The iron cliffs that edge the land I grind to pebbles and sift to sand; I comfort the earth with rains and snows Till waves...Flower and forest and child of breath With me have life—without me death. The earth is a helpless child to me. I am the sea! depth. As the heat recedes... | |
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