 ... 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...  Poetical Works - Page 86by James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 519 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Joseph Edward Adams Smith - 1852 - 238 pages
...towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul In grass and flowers ; The flash of life may well be seen Thrilling back, over hills...the sun In its chalice, And there 's never a leaf or a bud too mean To be some happy creature's palace.'1 LOWELL. "We found a splendid view in various... | |
 | Joseph Edward Adams Smith - 1852 - 230 pages
...towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flash of life may well be seen Thrilling back, over hills...The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or a bud too mean To be some happy creature's palace." LOWELL. We found a splendid... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1856 - 46 pages
...An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, ;1 ^TU-i-^ Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of...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,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1857 - 334 pages
...life murmur, 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,...The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catahes the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1858 - 342 pages
...look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for, light, Thrilling... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1859 - 876 pages
...instinct within it, that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a*6oul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well...valleys ; The Cowslip startles in meadows green, The Buttereup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy... | |
 | Thomas Starr King - 1859 - 438 pages
...life murmur, 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; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1860 - 878 pages
...feels a stir of might, An instinct within it, that readies and towers, And, grasping blindly ahove it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...The Buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To he some happy ereature's palace ; The little bird sits... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 450 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...back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meaftows green, The buttercup catches £ie sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf or blade too... | |
 | Thomas Starr King - 1860 - 446 pages
...life murmur, 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; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice. And there's never... | |
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