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" 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 With the deluge of summer it receives... "
Blackwood's Magazine - 第 528 頁
1851
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The old helmet, by the author of 'Wide, wide world'. Complete in 1 vol

Susan Bogert Warner - 1880 - 352 頁
...back over hills and valleys ; The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun m its chalice. And there's never a leaf or a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace. " 1\/TRS- CAXTON," said Mr. Rhys the next morning, when iVJ. half the breakfast had been passed in...
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Rambles of a Naturalist Round Folkestone: With Occasional Papers on the ...

Henry Ullyett - 1880 - 157 頁
...wonderment at the exuberance of life around Tiim. " The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice ; And there's never a leaf or blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace." I noted as a fog came creeping from the cast over...
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Nature and Art: Poems and Pictures from the Best Authors and Artists

1881 - 158 頁
...valleys; The cowslip 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...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...
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The Analysis of Sentences

Henry B. Buckham - 1881 - 251 頁
...in tune And over it softly her warm ear lays: The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice, And there's never...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace." LESSON IV. INTRODUCTOKY. STRUCTURE OF SENTENCES, CONTINUED: LOGICAL ELEMENTS. 1. So far words only...
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What aileth thee? By the author of 'melody of the twenty-third psalm'.

Anna Bartlett Warner - 1881
...the murmur of life and action and summer joy. ' The cowslip Hushes in meadows green, The buttereup catches the sun in its chalice ; And there's never...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace.' beyond. So still, so peaceful. Surely for this one clay the gates of the temple of Janus are shut....
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St. Nicholas, 第 8 卷,第 2 篇

1881
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun 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 like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'crrun With the deluge of summer...
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A Library of Religious Poetry: A Collection of the Best Poems of All Ages ...

Philip Schaff, Arthur Gilman - 1880 - 1004 頁
...startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice. And there 's never a leaf nor p X Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...
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American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 472 頁
...; ( ! ) Thrilling back over hills and valleys The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice; And there's never...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace." If we turn the page, in the same Vision of Sir Launfal, to the picture of the grim old castle, which...
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American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880

John Nichol - 1882 - 472 頁
...; ( ! ) Thrilling back over hills and valleys The cowslip startles in meadows green, The buttercup catches the sun in its chalice ; And there's never...blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace." If we turn the page, in the same Vision of Sir Launfal, to the picture of the grim old castle, which...
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Studies in English and American Literature, from Chaucer to the Present Time ...

Albert Newton Raub - 1882 - 468 頁
...startles in meadows green, 45 The buttercup catches the sun 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 like a blossom among the leaves, 50 And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer...
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