 | 1851
...startles in meadows green, The bnttercup catches the 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 A tilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errnn With the deluge of summer... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - Страниц: 882
...back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The outtercup catches the sun In its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade...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... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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 like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun He sings to the wide world,... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - Страниц: 276
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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, A-tilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer... | |
 | 1851
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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 tltc sun Atilt like « MA'ÍSO1M awony the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge... | |
 | 1851
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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 iits al his door in the sun Alill like a blassnm amnng the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - Страниц: 340
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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 the door in the sun, Atilt, like a blossom, among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1853
...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace ; 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... | |
 | 1855
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the 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 like a blossom among the leaves, And lots his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1858
...back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never a leaf nor a blade...palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest,— In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best... | |
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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 like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives... 
