 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...  Coleridge's Ancient Mariner - Page 17by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1889 - 72 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Edward Joseph Lowe - 1866 - 398 pages
...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...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. LOWELL. NATURAL order Acanthads,... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1866 - 980 pages
...instinct within it, that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a sonl in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well...catches the sun in its chalice, 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,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 544 pages
...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...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. n. The little bird sits... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 510 pages
...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; 2. The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles... | |
 | Buffalo (N.Y.). Forest Lawn Cemetery - 1867 - 188 pages
...germs of / being it contains, " 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." And is the re-animation of our mortal dust— the heavenward flight of the soul, a change any more... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 508 pages
...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 ; 2. The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles... | |
 | 1867 - 548 pages
...glisten : Every clod feels a stir of might, AQ instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grasping blindly above it for light. Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.' Or turn the page to the picture of the grim old castle, which ' summer besieges on every side,' or... | |
 | 1867 - 554 pages
...Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grasping blindty above it for light. Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.' Or turn the page to the picture of the grim old castle, which ' summer besieges on every side,' or... | |
 | Lyndon - 1868 - 374 pages
...later it is almost sure to feel ' a stir of might, A something within it that reaches and towers ; And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ' — though you may not be there to see." " I think it is always March for some poor clods," answer... | |
 | William Brighty Rands - 1869 - 352 pages
...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...green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, ^T (\ And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean <3^ ^Q To be some happy creature's palace ; The... | |
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