SUMMER.
Hail, gentle Summer! every meadWith thy fair robe of beauty spreadTo thee that beauty owes;The smiling flowers with joy declare,And loudly tell to Reason's ear,Whence all that beauty flows.Fawkes.
Hail, gentle Summer! every meadWith thy fair robe of beauty spreadTo thee that beauty owes;The smiling flowers with joy declare,And loudly tell to Reason's ear,Whence all that beauty flows.Fawkes.
Hail, gentle Summer! every meadWith thy fair robe of beauty spreadTo thee that beauty owes;The smiling flowers with joy declare,And loudly tell to Reason's ear,Whence all that beauty flows.Fawkes.
Hail, gentle Summer! every mead
With thy fair robe of beauty spread
To thee that beauty owes;
The smiling flowers with joy declare,
And loudly tell to Reason's ear,
Whence all that beauty flows.
Fawkes.