Select Poetry.

Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 4011, 5 November 1881, Page 1

Select Poetry.

SUMMEH.

If I ettilcL choose a time in which to lire,

'Twould be when glorious Summer like a king Trails bis bright robe of sunshine o'er-the

land. Then ererythiug is glad and full of life, " r , And the great heart of nature seems to throb With joyouaneM and spend itself in sonf. The baluby breezes from the innny south With gentle murmnr bsMtoo gn their way, ;, The grove mounds with songs of uappj birds, And babbling brooks with laugher fill the

„..'" T«le; And mingling with these Taried sounds I hear The songs ot labourers in the distant fields, And shouts of merrj children kt therplnj.

Would God these sounds of joy mi^ht nerer

oeate. Imperial Summer crowned with fruiU and %i ; flower•, Might ever reign triumphant jjn the land. That tbit could be at come bright golden

Where gloomy night and winter nerer come, Where treei bloam^and birds ting, tot ijw ■ more, ■ ■■"■': ■■■ ■ ■;■ ' •■■'* 'Twould be a glorious and » blitsfal home. H.J.T.