Summer An Invocation to Sleep; Fairy Revels; and Songs and Sonnets. By Cornelius Webb |
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SONNET. NATURE.
Nature hath sounds and sights should never tire!Such is the hum of honey-sated bee;
The various voice of birds, who hireless quire
Their mellow songs to the young seasons three;
The stir of waters vast,—whether they be
Of ocean, lake, or river; the fields' attire;
The rustling corn ripening on hill and lea;
The sun enthroned upon his car of fire;
The golden sunlight on the silver sea;
The day that dies like widow on the pyre
Where burns her bright-haired lord; the sweet respire
Of incense-wafting flowers; the moon, when she
Walks pale and lonely as sad Niobë;
With all God formed for man, but man will not admire.
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