Summer Stories and Legends
Summer
Hang out your loveliest star, O Night! O Night!
Your richest rose, O Dawn!
To greet sweet Summer, her who clothed in Light
Leads Earth’s best hours on.
Hark! how the wild birds of the woods
Throat it within the dewy solitudes;
The brook sings low and soft,
The trees make song,
As from her heaven aloft
Comes blue-eyed Summer like a girl along.
Madison Cawein.