 | Barrett Wendell - American literature - 1900 - 600 pages
...glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - American poetry - 1900 - 954 pages
...glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits... | |
 | George Lansing Raymond - Aesthetics - 1900 - 556 pages
...clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers. And, groping blindly about it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...The butter-cup catches the 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... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - American poetry - 1900 - 966 pages
...glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in it» chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor л blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The... | |
 | Sermons, American - 1900 - 712 pages
...glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the bun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace;... | |
 | Frances W. Lewis - English language - 1900 - 334 pages
...glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...valleys ; ' The cowslip startles in meadows green, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - American poetry - 1900 - 96 pages
...; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, 40 And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows green, 45 The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - American poetry - 1900 - 968 pages
...reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grasi and Howcrs; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back...The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits... | |
 | Frank Townsend Southwick - Oratory - 1900 - 488 pages
...blindly .above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and in flowers ; The flush of life may well.be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip...catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a.leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in... | |
 | Edmund Clarence Stedman - Literary Criticism - 1901 - 964 pages
...glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass...The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits... | |
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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 like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives... 
