 | 1865 - 804 σελίδες
...sun in its chalice ; And there's never a leaf or blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. The little bird sits at his door in the sun, A-tilt like a blossom among the leares, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer he receives. * * • Now is... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1866 - 68 σελίδες
...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...— 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... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1866 - 944 σελίδες
...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, Atilt...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... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1866 - 340 σελίδες
...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 the sun, Atilt...wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1866 - 1010 σελίδες
...sun in its chalice, And there's never a lenf or n blade too mean To be some happy ereature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt...deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs benenth her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast, flutters and sings ; He sings to the wide world,... | |
 | Robert Morris Copeland - 1866 - 980 σελίδες
...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, Atilt...o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mute feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast, flutters and sings ; He sings... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 510 σελίδες
...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 the sun, Atilt...— In the nice ear of nature which song is the best ? 3. Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back with... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 508 σελίδες
...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 the sun, Atilt...— In the nice ear of nature which song is the best ? 3. Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath ebbed away Comes flooding back with... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1867 - 588 σελίδες
...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 the sun, Atilt...In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best? From ;' The Vision of Sir LamIfaLr TIIE BURIAL AT GETTYSBURG. EA WAsmmm, Il. D A YOICE as of the ocean... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 544 σελίδες
...in its chalice, And there 's never a leaf or blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. n. The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt...the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the egg beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world,... | |
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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... 
