A SUMMER DAY. I saw the Daphene closed under rinde, The mirre also that weepeth ever of kinde, The filbert eke, that lowe doth encline Her bowes grene to the earth adoun, Unto her knight called Demophoun. There sawe I eke the fresh hauthorne, The gravel gold, the water pure as glasse, CHAUCER. 87 888 LESSONS OF SPRING. SPRING. WHAN that Phebus his chair of gold so hie And in the Boole was entered certainly, When shoures sweet of raine descended soft, Up for to give many an wholsome aire, With new greene, and maketh small floures To springen here and there in field and in mede, So very good and wholsome be the shoures, Springeth the hearbe, so that every wight CHAUCER. LESSONS OF SPRING. "They shall spring up as among the grass, as willows by the watercourses." LESSONS Sweet of spring returning, Welcome to the thoughtful heart! ISAIAH 44: 4. LESSONS OF SPRING. May I call ye sense or learning, Instinct pure, or heaven-taught art? Be your title what it may, Sweet the lengthening April day, While with you the soul is free, Ranging wild o'er hill and lea. Soft as Memnon's harp at morning, Touched by light, with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out. Every leaf in every nook, Every wave in every brook, Chanting with a solemn voice, Minds us of our better choice. Needs no show of mountain hoary, Teaches truth to wandering men: 89 90 LESSONS OF SPRING. See the soft green willow springing Though the rudest hand assail her, But when showers and breezes hail her, From the slighted willow bower, If, the quiet brooklet leaving, Haply half in fancy grieving For the shades I leave behind, By the dusty wayside drear, FLOW GENTLY, SWEET AFTON. 91 Sing, my sadness to reprove, Gladlier than in cultured grove. Where the thickest boughs are twining Of the greenest, darkest tree, There they plunge, the light declining- Hardly will they fleet aloof; So they live in modest ways, Trust entire, and ceaseless praise. KEBLE. FLOW GENTLY, SWEET AFTON. FLOW gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Thou stock-dove, whose echo resounds thro' the glen, |