— James Russell Lowell American poet, critic, editor, and diplomat 1819 - 1891
Prelude to Pt. I, st. 5
The Vision of Sir Launfal (1848)
Kontext: And what is so rare as a day 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 we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten;
Every clod feels a stir of might,
An instinct within it that reaches and towers,
And, grasping blindly above it for light,
Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.