...cattle, even where houses and barns, seemed as much in exuberant enjoyment of the day as ourselves. " Every clod feels a stir of might,— An instinct within...light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flash of life may well be seen Thrilling back, over hills and valleys; The cowslip startles in meadows...

...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...we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Kvery clod feel;* a stir of might, An instinct within us that reaches and towers, And. gnuping blindly...

...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...towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, ;1 ^TU-i-^ Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back...

...the moss, lately grown green in the rain and sunshine of April. And, as Lowell has so finely said, " Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within...for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." From the time when the maple hangs out its little tufts of ruddy threads on the wood side, or the first...

...in June V 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...An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well...

...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...see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The flush of life may well be seen An instinct within it that...

...rain and sunshine of April. And, as Lowell has so finely said, " Every clod feels a stir of mighty An instinct within it that reaches and towers ; And grasping blindly above it for Kght> Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers." From the time when the maple hangs out its little tufts...

...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...And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a*6oul in grass and flowers ; The flush of life may well be seen Thrilling back over hills and valleys...

...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...An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The cowslip startles in...

...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...An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers; The cowslip startles in...