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CLOUDS
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Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven,
  Curtain round the vault of heaven.
      - Thomas Love Peacock, Rhododaphne
         (canto V, l. 257)

Ye clouds, that are the ornament of heaven,
  Who give to it its gayest shadowings
    And its most awful glories; ye who roll
      In the dark tempest, or at dewy evening
        Bow low in tenderest beauty;--ye are to us
          A volume full of wisdom.
      - James Gates Percival

Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it
  Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
      - Alexander Pope, Moral Essays
         (ep. 2, l. 19)

We often praise the evening clouds,
  And tints so gay and bold,
    But seldom think upon our God,
      Who tinged these clouds with gold.
      - Sir Walter Scott

Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?
  By th' mass and 'tis, like a camel indeed.
    Methinks it is like a weasel.
      It is backed like a weasel.
        Or like a whale.
          Very like a whale.
      - William Shakespeare,
        Hamlet Prince of Denmark
         (Hamlet & Polonius at III, ii)

My prophecy is but half his journey yet,
  For yonder walls, that pertly front your town,
    Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds,
      Must kiss their own feet.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The History of Troilus and Cressida
         (Ulysses at IV, v)

Far clouds of feathery gold,
  Shaded with deepest purple, gleam
    Like islands on a dark blue sea.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab (bk. II)

. . . feathery curtains,
  Stretching o'er the sun's bright couch.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab (bk. II)

. . . fertile golden islands,
  Floating on a silver sea.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab (bk. II)

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
  From the seas and the streams;
    I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
      In their noonday dreams.
        From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
          The sweet buds every one,
            When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
              As she dances about the sun.
                I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
                  And whiten the green plains under,
                    And then again I dissolve it in rain,
                      And laugh as I pass in thunder.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Cloud

Those playful fancies of the mighty sky.
      - Albert Smith

Now a cloud,
  Massive and black, strides up; the angry gleam
    Of the red lightning cleaves the frowning folds.
      - Alfred Billings Street

Wafted up,
  The stealing cloud with soft grey blinds the sky
    And in its vapory mantle onward steps
      The summer shower.
      - Alfred Billings Street

Bathed in the tenderest purple of distance,
  Tinted and shadowed by pencils of air,
    Thy battlements hang o'er the slopes and the forests,
      Seats of the gods in the limitless ether,
        Looming sublimely aloft and afar.
      - Bayard Taylor, Kilimandjaro

Yonder cloud
  That rises upward always higher,
    And onward drags a laboring breast,
      And topples round the dreary west,
        A looming bastion fringed with fire.
      - Lord Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam (XV)

I wandered lonely as a cloud
  That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
    When all at once I saw a crowd,
      A host, of golden daffodils;
        Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
          Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
      - William Wordsworth,
        I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

The clouds that gather round the setting sun
  Do take a sober coloring from an eye
    That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.
      - William Wordsworth,
        Ode--Intimations of Immortality (st. 11)

Once I beheld a sun, a sun which gilt
  That sable cloud, and turned it all to gold.
      - Edward Young, Night Thoughts
         (night VII, l. 815)


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