WHAT was Summer chanting? @3O ye brooks and birds, Flash and pipe in happiness, Stirring hearts that cares oppress Into shining words! Here's the pollen soon to make Smudges on the woodbee's coat, Here's the lily of the lake Anchored in a golden boat. Wonder at the wind that blows Odours from the forest sweet; Marvel at the honeyed rose Heaping petals at her feet; Hark at wood-nymphs rustling through Brakes and thickets tender-knee'd! Hark! some shepherd pipe there blew— Was it Pan upon a reed? Oh! the pinks and garden-spice, Nature's every fair device, Mingled in a scented hoard Expected, longed-for, and adored— Summer's come!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DANS LA BOHEME by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE CLOUDED SOUL by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA THE POET TO HIS GARRET by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER ORNITHOPOLIS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 68 by BLISS CARMAN MOON-FLOWERS by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |