 | 1851 - 786 str.
...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 str.
...blade 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...And the heart in 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... | |
 | 1849 - 648 str.
...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...And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nestIn the nice ear of nature which song is the best.... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1849 - 276 str.
...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, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1850 - 292 str.
...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...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 str.
...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...And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings — He sings to the wide world, ¡she to her neat." Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how ; Everything... | |
 | 1851 - 608 str.
...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...And the 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... | |
 | 1851 - 792 str.
...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... | |
 | 1849 - 390 str.
...blossom among the leaves, And lets hit illnmined being o'errnn With the delnge of snmmer it receives ; Hn mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dnmb breast flntters and tings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 str.
...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...being o'errun With the deluge of Summer it receives. A DAY IN JUNE. 127 His mate feels the eggs, beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters... | |
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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... 
