Queen Summer; Or, The Tourney of the Lily and the Rose

When Summer on the earth was queen She held her court in gardens green Fair hung with tapestry of leaves, Where threads of gold the sun enweaves With checquered patterns on the floor Of velvet lawns the scythe smoothes o'er: Their waving fans the soft winds spread Each way to cool Queen Summer's head: The woodland dove made music soft, And Eros touched his lute full oft.

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eBook : 28 de agosto de 2016