 And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels...  Penn Monthly - 158. oldalSzerkesztette: - 1877Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | 1867 - 796 oldal
...softly her warm ear lays. Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur or see it glUten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grayling blinJly above it for light, Ctintbt to a »oul in grass andjioieers." Or turn the page to... | |
 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 oldal
...18 Ч 2 thi. 1047 245 30 Fr. 456 6 58 14 2 458 3 19 Ч 2f kn. 1141 3 39 13 APKIL hath 30 days. 1869 Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. Aspects, Holidays, Events,... | |
 | 1849 - 390 oldal
...: Whether \ve look, or whether we listen, We hear life mnrmnr, or see it glisten ; Every clod teels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches...And. grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a sonl in grass and flowers; The flnsh of life may well be sesn Thrillin" back over hills and valleys... | |
 | 1851 - 792 oldal
...the summer : — ' Whether wo look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for liylU, Climla to a soul in grass and Jloicers. The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup... | |
 | 1851 - 856 oldal
...hand can hold." " ' Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasjñng blindly а/юге it for li¡¡ktt Climb» to a soul itiyra#$ andßotcers. The cowslip startles... | |
 | 1851 - 608 oldal
...Whether we look or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Evory clod feels a etir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly abme it for light, Cbmbs to a soul in grass and flowers. The cowslip startles in meadows green, The... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1856 - 46 oldal
...her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, ;1 ^TU-i-^ Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1857 - 334 oldal
...her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well... | |
 | Andrew Jackson Downing, George William Curtis - 1858 - 650 oldal
...rain and sunshine of April. And, as Lowell has so finely said, " Every clod feels a stir of mighty An instinct within it that reaches and towers ; And grasping blindly above it for Kght> Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." From the time when the maple hangs out its little tufts... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1859 - 876 oldal
...her warm ear lays ; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a*6oul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys... | |
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