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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
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A Poetry-book of Modern Poets

Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 334 oldal
...seen Thrilling back over woodlands 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...

The old helmet, by the author of 'Wide, wide world'. 1 complete, unabridged ed

Susan Warner - 1878 - 608 oldal
...and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green. The buttercup catches the sun tn its chalic", And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. " 1\/TRS' CAXTONi" said Mr- RnXs the next morning, when 1VJ. half the breakfast had been passed in...

A poetry-book of modern poets, selected and arranged by A. B. Edwards

Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards - 1879
...seen Thrilling back over woodlands 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...

Unity Pulpit, 2. kötet

1880
...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...

American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: Emerson

Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 454 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, 50 Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...

Warren's Reading Selection

M. Josephine Warren - 1879 - 408 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...

Chambers's English readers, ed. by J.M.D. Meiklejohn, 4. könyv

John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1879
...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...

American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: Emerson

Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 453 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, 50 Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...

Unity Pulpit, 11. kötet

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...

The Family Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best ...

William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1065 oldal
...; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy...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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