 | Evert Olney Hutchins - 1961 - 422 หน้า
...look or whether we listen We hear life murmur or see it glisten. Every clod feels a stir of life And instinct within it that reaches and towers And groping blindly above it for light Climbs to a home in grass or flowers. " It was thus that Harrison asked Laura to marry him, and it was thus that... | |
 | Mark Bailey - 1880 - 80 หน้า
...as a 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...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... | |
 | 1982 - 348 หน้า
...Whether we look , or whether we listen , We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels the stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches..., groping blindly above it for light , Climbs to a soul in grasses and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys;... | |
 | Allen Lacy - 1990 - 386 หน้า
...Frank J. Scott The Lawn Whether we look, or whether we listen We hear life murmur, or see it gfisten; 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. — JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL On each side shrinks the bowery shade. Before me... | |
 | 1908 - 432 หน้า
...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. oooo Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of "life hath ebbed... | |
 | Helen Ruth Bass, Diane Morrill - 1998 - 132 หน้า
...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; — from ''The Vision of Sir Launfal" by james Russell Lowell Daffodils... | |
 | Carmela Ciuraru - 2001 - 276 หน้า
...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... | |
 | William Baer - 2004 - 284 หน้า
...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 flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys;... | |
 | Kaiten Nukariya - 2005 - 273 หน้า
...the divine life, just as Lowell expresses a similar idea when he says : " Every clod feels a stir at might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers,...And groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a sonl in grass and flowers." One of our contemporary Zenists wittily observed that * vegetables are... | |
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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... 
