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" And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives... "
Blackwood's Magazine - 528. oldal
1851
Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről

The California Teacher and Home Journal, 3. kötet,1-6. kiadás

1885
...well be seen, Thrilling back over hill and valley; The cowslip starts in meadows green, The butter-cup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt...

The Living Age ..., 166. kötet

1885
...be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt...

The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite ...

Nathan David Thompson - 1886 - 19 oldal
...be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never...palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves. " Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath...

Transformed, Or, Three Weeks in a Life-time

Florence Montgomery - 1886 - 279 oldal
...be seen. Thrilling back over hills and valleys. The cowslip startles in meadows green The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never...blade too mean, To be some happy creature's palace. — Lowell. But John Eamsay felt none of all this. He thought it oppressively hot in the sun on the...

Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and English

Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1886 - 683 oldal
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun His mate feels the eggs...

Crown Jewels, Or Gems of Literature, Art and Music: Being Choice Selections ...

Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 632 oldal
...be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never...palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...

A Text-book on Rhetoric: Supplementing the Development of the Science with ...

Brainerd Kellogg - 1888 - 276 oldal
...startles in meadows green,; The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. The little bird sits at, his door in, the sun, Atilt, like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...

The Kindergarten-primary Magazine, 4. kötet

Bertha Johnston, E. Lyell Earle - 1892
...notice the sounds of summer. There is the bird's song, and Lowell's words tell the story : — ' ' The little bird sits at his door in the sun, A tilt...blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart...

A Library of American Literature...

Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...

Lessons in Language

California. State Board of Education - 1889 - 158 oldal
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...




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