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Oscar Fay Adams
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FULL SUMMER NOW. It is full summer now, the heart of June ; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow where too soon Rich autumntime, the season's usurer, Will lend his hoarded gold to all the trees And see his treasure scattered by the wild and spend- thrift breeze. Poo soon, indeed ! yet here the daffodil, That love-child of the spring, has lingered on To vex the rose with jealousy, and still The harebell spreads her azure pavilion, A JUNE DAY. 79 And like a strayed and wa...ndering reveler Abandoned of its brothers, whom long since June's messenger, The missel-thrush, has frighted from the glade, One pale narcissus loiters fearfully Close to a shadowy nook, where half afraid Of their own loveliness some violets lie That will not look the gold sun in the face. Oscar Wilde. The Garden of Eros. A JUNE DAY. The month is June, but all the sky is grey, And to the weary earth seems leaning low ; There is no little breath of wind to blow The searching perfume of these flowers away Which climbing round the window peer and stay ; The thrush sings, where the branches thickly grow; The day moves by, with heavy feet and slow ; " Death endeth all, " the stillness seems to say.
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