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A Recipe For Summer

A RECIPE FOR SUMMER

By Mary Dow Brine

What is summer made of?
Of opening buds and flowers;
Of sunshine and of shadow,
And gracious little showers,
Of birds that in the tree-tops
Sing sweetly all the day;
Of buttercups and daisies,
And breath of new-mown hay.

 

Of butterflies that hover
O’er every fragrant rose;
Of bees that gather honey
Where the honeysuckle grows.
Of brooks that murmur softly,
And thro’ the meadows glide:
Of shadows shifting gently
Adown the mountain-side.

 

Of rainbows after showers,
Of starlight nights so still;
Of moonbeams shimmering softly
O’er every brook and rill.
Of mornings dawning sweetly
O’er dew-wet grass and flowers,
Oh! summer time is only
A life of golden hours!

The Summer Sun Shone Round Me

THE SUMMER SUN SHONE ROUND ME

By Robert Louis Stevenson

The summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.

The tall trees stood in the sunlight
As still as still could be,
But the deep grass sighed and rustled
And bowed and beckoned me.

The deep grass moved and whispered
And bowed and brushed my face.
It whispered in the sunshine:
“The winter comes apace.”