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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... "
Biennial of the General Federation of Women's Clubs: Official Proceedings ... - ˹ 400
General Federation of Women's Clubs - 1896
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Garden Walks with the Poets

Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 340 ˹
...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 of life may...

Taghconic: Or, Letters and Legends about Our Summer Home

Joseph Edward Adams Smith - 1852 - 228 ˹
...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 of life may...

Rural Essays

A. J. Dowing - 1856
...the moss, lately grown green in the rain and sunshine of April. And, as Lowell has so finely said, " 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." From the time when the...

Miscellaneous poems. Memorial verses. Sonnets. I-XXVII. L'Envoi. Vision of ...

James Russell Lowell - 1857
...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...And, groping blindly above 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 Poetical Works of James R. Lowell: Complete in Two Volumes

James Russell Lowell - 1858
...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 back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches...

The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and Poetry

Thomas Starr King - 1859 - 403 ˹
...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...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...

Country Life: A Handbook of Agriculture, Horticulture, and Landscape Gardening

Robert Morris Copeland - 1859 - 814 ˹
...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*6oul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may...

The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and Poetry

Thomas Starr King - 1860 - 403 ˹
...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...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...

The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and Poetry

Thomas Starr King - 1860 - 403 ˹
...softly her warm cur lavs: 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...And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to n soul in grass and flowers; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in...

The Ladies' Reader: Designed for the Use of Ladies' Schools and Family ...

John William Stanhope Hows - 1860 - 425 ˹
...softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether wo listen, We hear Hie 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 of life may...




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