Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MOWING, by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS Poet's Biography First Line: This is the voice of high midsummer's heat Last Line: May cheer the herds with pasture memories. Subject(s): Grass; Mowing And Mowers; Nature; Summer | ||||||||
This is the voice of high midsummer's heat. The rasping vibrant clamour soars and shrills O'er all the meadowy range of shadeless hills, As if a host of giant cicadae beat The cymbals of their wings with tireless feet, Or brazen grasshoppers with triumphing note From the long swath proclaimed the fate that smote The clover and timothy-tops and meadowsweet. The crying knives glide on; the green swath lies. And all noon long the sun, with chemic ray, Seals up each cordial essence in its cell, That in the dusky stalls, some winter's day, The spirit of June, here prisoned by his spell, May cheer the herds with pasture memories. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ADVANCE OF SUMMER by MARY KINZIE THE SUMMER IMAGE by LEONIE ADAMS CANOEBIAL BLISS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE END OF SUMMER by HENRY MEADE BLAND THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD SONNET: 14. APPROACH OF SUMMER by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES JULY IN WASHINGTON by ROBERT LOWELL ODE TO THE END OF SUMMER by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY BROOKLYN BRIDGE by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS |
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