Setting of summer all golden and sun's setting Glory kindle in a garden where flower-knots glow Like a pane of jewelled stain from the lattice fallen low, High that was holden in the wide west's fiery fretting. Hummeth around it unceasing the land, hummeth Loud with drone of the wheels that whir gathering rich gain, Field by field bereft must yield, with each amber-beaded grain Man's hoard increasing ere the wintry dearth-day cometh. Guerdon of toil 'mid the blossoms, a rare guerdon, Filmy wings quiver questing and murmurous make Fragrant air round bud-lips fair, for the dew-pure nectar's sake Hid in their bosoms, now the honey-bee's sweet burden. Golden the granary's harvest, the hive's golden, Rapt from troubling of storm-blast, from frost-blight's despair; So be wise 'neath smiling skies, so, ere all thy world lie bare, Store -- else thou starvest -- store memories dear and olden. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN'S VOCATION IS NOBODY'S BUSINESS by JAMES GALVIN LESSER EPISTLES: TO A LADY ON HER PASSION FOR OLD CHINA by JOHN GAY ON THE MEDUSA OF LEONARDO DA VINCI IN THE FLORENTINE GALLERY by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE BALLAD OF DEAD LADIES by FRANCOIS VILLON TIGER LILIES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A POEM OF SPRING by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON |