[Written for the Sentinel.]

Pleasant View in Summer

The drowsy hum of insects wingingTheir hovering flight from flower to flower,The joyous sound of gay birds singingFrom field and fence and hidden bower,The garden's bright-hued treasures clinging,To parent stem in close embrace,The roses all a-bloom are swingingGay captives in the warm wind's chase.The gentle nymph from chalice flingingThe sparkling, splashing waters wide,Sending the lingering echoes ringingAgainst the fountain's curving side.The breezes from the meadows bringingFrom sun-warmed grass its fragrance drawn.And wind-tossed trees are gaily flingingTheir shadows on the grassy lawn.

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