Summer Images (I)



Now swarthy summer, by rude health embrowned,
Precedence takes of rosy fingered spring;
And laughing joy, with wild flowers pranked and crowned,
A wild and giddy thing,
And health robust, from every care unbound,
Come on the zephyr's wing,
And cheer the toiling clown.

Happy as holiday-enjoying face,
Loud tongued, and "merry as a marriage bell,"
Thy lightsome step sheds joy in every place;
And where the troubled dwell,
Thy witching smiles wean them of half their cares;
And from thy sunny spell,
They greet joy unawares.
(tbc) Posted by Hello

2 comments:

Nomad said...

Giddy, indeed! Drunk on the words and the basking, bursting field!

The more formal gardens of the public park I get to cycle through every morning can't help themselves, and are unrestraindedly full of roses bounding and lolling all over the posts and rope-swags, lavender fizzing like purple coral below; how gorgeously indecorous of them!

Ahem! Back to Clare, I think he catches the smell and the baking heat of things so well with 'Now swarthy summer, by rude health embrowned' and 'health robust'.

Nomad said...

Sorry-- 'unrestrainedly'!