 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...  The Irish Quarterly Review - Сторінка 5791855Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1851 - 786 стор.
...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...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 andjloicer!,... | |
 | 740 стор.
...take leas velvet, but they an not so pretty. Paris, May 10th. THE GARDEN. — JUN E. " And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect...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... | |
 | 1867 - 796 стор.
...what is so rare as a day in Jane, Then it ever com ^ perfect days ; Then heaven tries the earth it' it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays....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... | |
 | 1849 - 648 стор.
...department ; a happy idea, it must be allowed, of general publication. A DAY IN JUNE. AND what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; The heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays ; Whether we look,... | |
 | Robert Bailey Thomas - 1860 - 628 стор.
...feet 11 42 45S •••• MMMM •«ew^M •мяиншн JUNE hath 30 days. 18G9. And what is so rare as a day in June ! Then, if ever, come perfect days. * * * There's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. Я ¿ Aspect«,... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 стор.
...There is no price set on the lavish summer, And June may be had by the poorest comer. And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect...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... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 стор.
...BENEATH; » long in each syllable, th flat. BEEN ; bin, not bfn. WARM ; sound the r. AND what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect...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,... | |
 | 1851 - 856 стор.
...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...Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasjñng blindly а/юге it for li¡¡ktt Climb» to a soul itiyra#$... | |
 | 1851 - 792 стор.
...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...Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for liylU, Climla to a soul in grass and... | |
 | 1849 - 390 стор.
...has never been snrpassed by any passage of English poetry : And what is so rare as a day in Jnne ? Then, if ever, come perfect days ; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tnne, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether \ve look, or whether we listen, We hear life mnrmnr,... | |
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