Whilst early sink away the starry Twins, Pursuing sunset, eastern heaven begins To lift Arcturus, with that Coronet Upon the brow of Summer glittering set; And rich the country now, with shady roads And hollow lanes embank'd with fern; white loads Of hawthorn-flow'r; which faded in its room The wilding rose, and honeysuckle-bloom; And sunny paths for milkmaids, winding through The grass thick-set with yellow flow'rs and blue, Millions of little blue and yellow flow'rs. Rich are the warm, long, lustrous, golden hours, That nourish the green javelins of the wheat, The delicate flax, the tufted clover sweet, And barley's drooping beard, and speckled oats. The yorlin's trembling sigh of pleasure floats On sultry breeze; the landrail's hoarse crake-crake Still keeps the meadows and cornfields awake When two clear twilights mingle in the sky Of glowing June. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GOOD COMPANY by KARLE WILSON BAKER SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 39 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE OLD MAN'S WISH by WALTER POPE |