A Dream of Summer
Dublin Core
Title
A Dream of Summer
Description
Bland as the morning's breath of June,
The south-west breezes play,
And through it's haze the winter's noonSeems warm as summer's day.
The snow-plumed angel of the northHas dropped his icy spear:
Again the mossy earth looks forth,Again the streams gush clear.
The musk-rat leaves his nook,
The blue-bird in the meadow-brakesIs singing with the brook.
"Bear up, O mother Nature!" cryBird, breeze, and streamlet free;
"Our winter voicese prophesyOf summer days to thee"
By winter blasts and drear,
O'erswept from memory's frozen pole.Will summer days appear.
Reviving hope and faith, they showThe soul its living powers,
And how beneath the winter's snowLie gems of summer flowers.
The winter of the spring,
And ever upon old decayThe greenest mosses cling;
Behind the cloud the starlight lurks,Through showers the sunbeams fall,
For God, who loveth all his works,Has left his hope with all.
Creator
J.G. Whittier (John Greenleaf Whittier)
Source
1:43, p. 1
Date
5.12.1860
Collection
Citation
J.G. Whittier (John Greenleaf Whittier), “A Dream of Summer,” Periodical Poets, accessed September 8, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/674.
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