 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
 | William Rounseville Alger - 1878 - 1046 oldal
...plants. " 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." On the level of sensation, where the obscure rudiments of will, understanding, and sentiment commence,... | |
 | Amelia B. Edwards - 1878 - 376 oldal
...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 be seen Thrilling back over woodlands and valleys; The cowslip startles... | |
 | 1880 - 592 oldal
...spires for the sunlight, — such facts as these make up the inexhaustible marvel of the spring. " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." Shall I tell you the meaning of this marvel ? When all our knowledge has exhausted itself in the attempt... | |
 | 1889 - 690 oldal
...more wonderful than the reality. Here, again, let me give a few lines from " Sir Launfal " : — " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." Did you ever think how marvellous a thing it is ? You take a tiny little seed that you can hardly see... | |
 | Choice poems - 1879 - 206 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 for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in... | |
 | John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1879 - 296 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...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. 2. The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1879 - 592 oldal
...her wann 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...groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in gniss and (lowers ; The Hush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over lulls and valleys ; The cowslip... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 596 oldal
...or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, 40 An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And,...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; 45 The cowslip startles in... | |
 | 1887 - 626 oldal
...all the earth ? Now is the time of which Lowell sings, when " Every clod feels the thrill of life, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And,...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." So the old, commonplace, the apparently dead earth, to one who has eyes to see and who can read, though... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - 474 oldal
...or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, 40 An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And,...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys; 45 The cowslip startles in... | |
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