 | 1872 - 980 páginas
...variegated leaves ; and a host of others less noticeable. In short, there are flowers everywhere in June. " 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." Flowers peep... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 508 páginas
...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 it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; 2. The flush... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1873 - 484 páginas
...her warm ear lays : Whether we look, orwhether 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 above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush... | |
 | Borden Parker Bowne - 1874 - 296 páginas
...forever going on. Let us begin with the small series of changes which take place on a day in June, when " 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," and remember... | |
 | Borden Parker Bowne - 1874 - 294 páginas
...forever going on. Let us begin with the small series of changes which take place on a day in June, when " 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," and remember... | |
 | John Daniel Morell - 1874 - 336 páginas
...A DAY IN JUNE. 157 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,1 And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1875 - 44 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 tower* And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1875 - 486 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, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. 5. The flush... | |
 | 1875 - 448 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, The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back... | |
 | 1875 - 324 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, groping 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... 
