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Saturday Poetry: A Summer Day

A Summer Day
by Lucy Maud Montgomery

The dawn laughs out on orient hills

And dances with the diamond rills;

The ambrosial wind but faintly stirs

The silken, beaded gossamers;

In the wide valleys, lone and fair,

Lyrics are piped from limpid air,

And, far above, the pine trees free

Voice ancient lore of sky and sea.

Come, let us fill our hearts straightway

With hope and courage of the day.

Noon, hiving sweets of sun and flower,

Has fallen on dreams in wayside bower,

Where bees hold honeyed fellowship

With the ripe blossom of her lip;

All silent are her poppied vales

And all her long Arcadian dales,

Where idleness is gathered up

A magic draught in summer’s cup.

Come, let us give ourselves to dreams

By lisping margins of her streams.

Adown the golden sunset way

The evening comes in wimple gray;

By burnished shore and silver lake

Cool winds of ministration wake;

O’er occidental meadows far

There shines the light of moon and star,

And sweet, low-tinkling music rings

About the lips of haunted springs.

In quietude of earth and air

‘Tis meet we yield our souls to prayer.

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