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

Robert Morris Copeland - 1860 - 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 readies and towers, And, grasping blindly ahove it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...

The New England Farmer

1861
...AUOtTST. Whether we look or whether we listen, We hear Life murmur, or lee It glisten ; Every clod feeli a stir of might. An Instinct within It that reaches and towers, And grasping bllndlj above tt for light, Climbs to a soul In grass and flowers. LOWILL. HE farmer's life...

Dwight's Journal of Music: A Paper of Art and Literature, 19-20

1862
...her warm car lays : Whether we look, or whether, we listen, We henr 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 "bo seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys...

Papers of an undergraduate, a selection from the MSS. of W. T. Edwards [ed ...

William Edwards (of Camberwell) - 1862
...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...

The Fifth Reader: For the Use of Public and Private Schools

George Stillman Hillard - 1863 - 364 ˹
...warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; 6* 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 little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among...

The Poetical Works of James R. Lowell

James R. Lowell - 1863
...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, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean Thrilling...

A critical history of the doctrine of a future life, with a complete ...

William Rounseville Alger - 1864 - 912 ˹
...pushing its animate and builded receptacles up to the level of vegetation, creates the world of plants. " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly abovo it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." On the level of sensation,...

A Critical History of the Doctrine of a Future Life: With a Complete ...

William Rounseville Alger - 1864 - 912 ˹
...pushing its animate and builded receptacles up to the level of vegetation, creates the world of plants. " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that iv;irlu>s unil towera, And, grasping blindly above it fur Ik-lit, Climbs to u soul in gnu>s and flu\\....

Chambers's readings in English poetry

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865
...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...

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

Robert Morris Copeland - 1866 - 912 ˹
...as n day in June 1 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 ahove it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may...




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