Classic Poem

What so sweet as summer,
When the sky is blue,
And the sunbeams' arrows
Pierce the green earth through?

What so sweet as birds are,
Putting into trills
The perfume of the wild rose,
The murmur of the rills?

What so sweet as flowers,
Clovers white and red,
Where the brown bee chemist
Finds its daily bread?

What so sweet as sun showers,
When the big cloud passes,
And the fairy rainbow
Seems to touch the grasses?

What so sweet as winds are,
Blowing from the woods,
Hinting in their music
Of dreamy solitudes?

Rain, and song, and flower,
When the summer's shine
Make the green earth's beauty
Seem a thing divine.