 | 1851 - 786 páginas
...the summer : — ' 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 andjloicer!, The cowslip... | |
 | 740 páginas
...her warm car 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." JAMES RUSSELL... | |
 | 1867 - 796 páginas
...softly her warm ear lays. Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur or see it glUten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grayling blinJly above it for light, Ctintbt to a »oul in grass andjioieers." Or turn... | |
 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 páginas
...18 Ч 2 thi. 1047 245 30 Fr. 456 6 58 14 2 458 3 19 Ч 2f kn. 1141 3 39 13 APKIL hath 30 days. 1869 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. Aspects, Holidays,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 páginas
...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... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 páginas
...her warm ear lays ; Whether we loot, 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... | |
 | 1851 - 856 páginas
...hand can hold." " ' 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, grasjñng blindly а/юге it for li¡¡ktt Climb» to a soul itiyra#$ andßotcers. The... | |
 | 1851 - 792 páginas
...the summer : — ' Whether wo 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 liylU, Climla to a soul in grass and Jloicers. The cowslip... | |
 | Joseph Edward Adams Smith - 1852 - 238 páginas
...cattle, even where houses and barns, seemed as much in exuberant enjoyment of the day as ourselves. " 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 flash... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 páginas
...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... | |
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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... 
