 | 1851 - 786 pagina’s
...sallies from his castle, and the poet revels in a description of the glories of the summer : — ' 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... | |
 | 740 pagina’s
...perfect days ; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm car 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... | |
 | 1867 - 796 pagina’s
...perfect days ; Then heaven tries the earth it' 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 glUten : Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And grayling... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 pagina’s
...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 a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 pagina’s
...Then heaven tries the earth, if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays ; Whether we loot, 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... | |
 | 1851 - 856 pagina’s
...the poor, Though I turn me empty from his door ; That is no true alms ichich the hand can hold." " ' 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, grasjñng blindly... | |
 | 1851 - 608 pagina’s
...and the poet revels in a description of the glories of the summer : — 1851.] SOME AMERICAN POETS. " Whether we look or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Evory clod feels a etir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly... | |
 | 1851 - 792 pagina’s
...from his castle, and the poet revels in a description of the glories of the summer : — ' Whether wo 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... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 pagina’s
...perfect days ; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And o'er it 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... | |
 | 1855 - 1428 pagina’s
...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 ; Kvery clod feel;* a stir of might, An instinct within us that reaches and towers, And. gnuping blindly... | |
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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... 
