Far away, far away On a bank one summer's day -- The warmth of the grass is the warmth of the sun, And lazily the river doth run -- Which way! A floating beetle, a bit of grass, Watch and you will see it pass. The blue of the sky, So deep doth lie -- It doth stay. Hear! hark! 'Tis the catbird's mew, In the alders hid from view, Bound with clematis all through. "Summer's heat and summer's sun, Joy, joy, joy" -- her song is done. Hush! that splash is a hungry trout; Dozing waterbug look out, And the ripples circle and cease. |