from Thirty-five
The sun hangs calm at summer's poise;
The earth lies bathed in shimmering noon,
At rest from all her cheerful noise,
With heartstrings silently in tune.
The time, how beautiful and dear,
When early fruits begin to blush,
And the full leafage of the year
Sways o'er them with a sheltering hush!
The clouds that fleck the warm, blue deep
Like shoals of tinted fishes float;
From breathless groves the birds asleep
Send now and then a dreaming note.
~~
Lucy Larcom (1824-1893)
from Through the Year with the Poets: July, 1886
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
Lucy Larcom biography
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