 The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves. And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings...  The Pacific Coast First [-fifth] Reader - Pagina 1331875Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | 1851 - 786 pagina’s
...at his door in the sun A tilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errnn With the deluge of summer it receives. His mate feels...beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flntters and sings — He sings to the wide world, she to her nest." Joy comes, grief goes, we know... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagina’s
...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atllt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined...— In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best ' Now Is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back with a... | |
 | 1849 - 648 pagina’s
...in its chalice, And there 'e never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illuminated being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 pagina’s
...in its chalice. And there 's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt...among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 pagina’s
...sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, A-tilt...wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and rings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest : In the nice ear of Nature which song is the... | |
 | 1851 - 856 pagina’s
...some happy creature's palace ; Tlit littíe bird sits at hit door in tïie sun A lilt like a Mossotn among the leaves, And lets his Illumined being o'errun...flutters and sings — He sings to the wide world, ¡she to her neat." Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is... | |
 | 1851 - 608 pagina’s
...some happy creature's palace ; The little bird iits al his door in the sun Alill like a blassnm amnng the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With...heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings — He sinirs 10 the wide world, she to her nest. Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy... | |
 | 1851 - 792 pagina’s
...happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in tltc sun Atilt like « MA'ÍSO1M awony the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With...beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast Hutte» and sings — He sings to the wide world, she to her neat." Joy comes, grief gocs, we know... | |
 | 1855 - 724 pagina’s
...With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate fuels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart hi her dumb breast flutters and sings, He sings to the...In the nice ear of nature which song is the best? Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away, Comes flooding back, witli... | |
 | 1851 - 812 pagina’s
...illumined being o'errun With ihe deluge of summer it receives. His mute feels Ihe eggs lieneuth her wing*, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings— He sings to the wide world, she to her nest." Joy comes, grief goep, wo know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward... | |
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