...more wonderful than the reality. Here, again, let me give a few lines from " Sir Launfal " : — " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." Did you ever think how marvellous a thing it is ? You take a tiny little seed that you can hardly see...

...spires for the sunlight, — such facts as these make up the inexhaustible marvel of the spring. " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." Shall I tell you the meaning of this marvel ? When all our knowledge has exhausted itself in the attempt...

...Then, if ever, come perfect days; 35 Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we...see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, 40 An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to...

...Then, if ever, come perfect days; 35 Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we...see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, 40 An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to...

...all the earth ? Now is the time of which Lowell sings, when " Every clod feels the thrill of life, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And,...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." So the old, commonplace, the apparently dead earth, to one who has eyes to see and who can read, though...

...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." How kind of God the Giver to have made this earth of His so beautiful! Why did not He make it a desert,...

...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 ; Kvery clod feels a stir of might, — An instinct within that reaches the towers, And grasping blindly...

...day in June, Then if ever come perfect days, Heaven tries Earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays. Whether we look or whether we listen...murmur or see it glisten. Every clod feels a stir of life And instinct within it that reaches and towers And groping blindly above it for light Climbs to...

...'Joyous' example for 'pure quality' and happy 'median stress.' " And what is so rare as a day in June 1 Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life...it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his...

...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...hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels the stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And , groping blindly above it for...