 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;...  The Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell - Страница 111написао/ла James Russell Lowell - 1873 - 453 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | 1851 - 786 страница
...at his door in the sun A tilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errnn With the deluge of summer it receives. His mate feels...beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flntters and sings — He sings to the wide world, she to her nest." Joy comes, grief goes, we know... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страница
...too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atllt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined...the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best ' Now Is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath... | |
 | 1849 - 648 страница
...little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illuminated being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives...sings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nestIn the nice ear of nature which song is the best. Now is the high tide of the year, And whatever... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 страница
...at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best ? Now is the high-tide of the year, And whatever of life hath... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 страница
...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 leaves, And lets his illumined...wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and rings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest : In the nice ear of Nature which song is the... | |
 | 1851 - 856 страница
...some happy creature's palace ; Tlit littíe bird sits at hit door in tïie sun A lilt like a Mossotn among the leaves, And lets his Illumined being o'errun...flutters and sings — He sings to the wide world, ¡she to her neat." Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is... | |
 | 1851 - 608 страница
...some happy creature's palace ; The little bird iits al his door in the sun Alill like a blassnm amnng the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With...heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings — He sinirs 10 the wide world, she to her nest. Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything is happy... | |
 | 1851 - 792 страница
...happy creature's palace ; The little bird sits at his door in tltc sun Atilt like « MA'ÍSO1M awony the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With...beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast Hutte» and sings — He sings to the wide world, she to her neat." Joy comes, grief gocs, we know... | |
 | 1855 - 724 страница
...With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate fuels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart hi her dumb breast flutters and sings, He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest — 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... | |
 | 1851 - 812 страница
...illumined being o'errun With ihe deluge of summer it receives. His mute feels Ihe eggs lieneuth her wing*, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings— He sings to the wide world, she to her nest." Joy comes, grief goep, wo know not how ; Everything is happy now, Everything is upward... | |
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