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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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Analytical Fourth [-sixth] Reader: Containing Practical Directions for ...

Richard Edwards - 1867
...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; 2. The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys...

The Philosophy of Herbert Spencer: Being an Examination of the First ...

Borden Parker Bowne - 1874 - 283 ˹
...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...groping blindly above it, for light, " Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers," and remember that all these changes are along lines of order and of beauty....

The Philosophy of Herbert Spencer: Being an Examination of the First ...

Borden Parker Bowne - 1874 - 283 ˹
...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...groping blindly above it, for light, " Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers," and remember that all these changes are along lines of order and of beauty....

Blue and Gold: Being a Record of the College Year

1888
...AND GOLD SINCE 623 COMMERCIAL STREET, SAN FRANCISCO . C. CALIFORNIA STREET BELOW KEARNY SAN FRANCISCO An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." " Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away...

A manual of expressive reading

John Daniel Morell - 1874 - 308 ˹
...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...

The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader, 5

1875
...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...

Independent Sixth Reader: Containing a Complete Treatise on ..., 6

James Madison Watson - 1875 - 472 ˹
...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. 5. The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys...

Daily Praise and Prayer

Rush Rhees Shippen - 1875 - 379 ˹
...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, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers. The flush of life may well...

An Elocutionary Manual: With an Introductory Essay on the Study of ...

Hiram Corson - 1875 - 432 ˹
...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 over hills and...

The Vision of Sir Launfal

James Russell Lowell - 1875 - 33 ˹
...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...




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