 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...  The (Old) Farmer's Almanack - 7. oldalszerző: Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Thomas Starr King - 1876 - 446 oldal
...softly 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 towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Clii ii i ii to a soul in grass and flowers; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 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, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1877 - 572 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 towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, (.'limbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The Hush of life nmy well be seen Thrilling back over lulls... | |
 | Henry Harrison Metcalf, John Norris McClintock - 1897 - 428 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 abo%-e it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." His paintings and sketches stir in one... | |
 | Robert Ellis Thompson, William Wilberforce Newton, Otis H. Kendall - 1877 - 992 oldal
...penetrative imagination displayed in single pictures is wonderful ; take for instance the four lines : Every clod feels a stir of might An instinct within it that reaches and towers ; And grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. Mr. Lowell's later poems... | |
 | Robert Collyer - 1877 - 368 oldal
...spirits that stand nearest the immanent glory ; and, on the other, that mystery of life in which — "Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, feeling blindly toward the light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." And I have made this brief... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1878 - 412 oldal
...as a day in June ? 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 for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his... | |
 | William Rounseville Alger - 1878 - 1042 oldal
...its animate and builded receptacles up to the level of vegetation, creates the world of plants. '* Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within It that reaches and towers, And, gripping blindly above it for light. Climbs to a HOU! in gross and flowure." On the level of sensation,... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 358 oldal
...her warm ear lays: And 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, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1878 - 400 oldal
...as a day in June ? Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life niunnur, or sec it glisten, Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, gropmg blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The little bird sits at his... | |
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