Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MIDSUMMER, by ALEXANDER L. POSEY



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MIDSUMMER, by                    
First Line: I see the millet combing gold
Last Line: That trembles, and dies in mounting.
Subject(s): Summer


I see the millet combing gold
From summer sun,
In hussar caps, all day;
And brown quails run
Far down the dusty way,
Fly up and whistle from the wold;

Sweet delusions on the mountains,
Of hounds in chase,
Beguiling every care
Of life apace,
Though only fevered air
That trembles, and dies in mounting.






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