O zummer clote! when the brook's a-gliden, So slow an' smooth down his zedgy bed, Upon thy broad leaves so seafe a-riden The water's top wi' thy yollow head, By alder sheades, O, An' bulrush beds, O, Thou then dost float, goolden zummer clote! The grey-bough'd withy's a-leanen lowly Above the water thy leaves do hide; The benden bulrush, a-swayen slowly, Do skirt in zummer thy river's zide; An' perch in shoals, O, Do vill the holes, O, Where thou dost float, goolden zummer clote! Oh! when thy brook-drinken flow'r's a-blowen, The burnen zummer's a-zetten in; The time o' greenness, the time o' mowen, When in the hay-vield, wi' zunburnt skin, The vo'k to drink, O, Upon the brink, O, Where thou dost float, goolden zummer clote! Wi' earms a-spreaden, an' cheaks a-blowen, How proud wer I when I vu'st could zwim Athirt the deep pleace where thou bist growen, Wi' thy long more vrom the bottom dim; While cows, knee-high, O, In brook, wer nigh, O, Where thou dost float, goolden zummer clote! Ov all the brooks drough the meads a-winden, Ov all the meads by a river's brim, There's nwone so feair o' my own heart's vinden As where the maidens do zee thee zwim, An' stan' to teake, O, Wi' long-stemm'd reake, O, Thy flow'r afloat, goolden zummer clote! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVOYS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE FLY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE TEARS IN SLEEP by LOUISE BOGAN THE VOLUNTEER by ELBRIDGE JEFFERSON CUTLER MY SWEET BROWN GAL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR FOR THE YOUNGEST by CHARLES WESLEY MY PICTURE-GALLERY by WALT WHITMAN |