Classic Poem

AN ODE .

Glittring in the morning dew,
Painted by celestial light,
Nature's beauties meet the view,
O'er the virent landscape bright.

Hill and dale and shady grove,
Smile, illumin'd by the day,
And the azure sky above,
Shines, magnificently gay.

Now, the tuneful choir of Spring
Breathe melodious love around;
Echoing groves and hedges ring
With each soft and melting sound.

Countless herbs and flowers bloom,
O'er the mead, in various hues —
They a chearing rich perfume
Thro' the flowing air diffuse.

Gay yon waving grove appears,
Rich in varied shades of green;
There the lovers meet — no fears
Fill their blameless minds serene.

Whilst the youth, devoid of art,
Whispers, fond, his am'rous tale,
O'er the beauteous virgin's heart
His impressive vows prevail.

Fair, the glossy fields of corn
Wave luxuriant in the gale —
Sweet the blossom'd beans adorn
And perfume the fertile vale.

See the swelling orchard shine,
Deck'd in beautiful array,
Clust'ring blooms their sweets combine,
Mingling white and crimson gay.

Balmy odours pure arise
From the fresh expanding flow'rs;
Living tints amuse the eyes,
Where they grace the roscate bow'rs.

Fair the stately lilly blows,
Bending in the breeze of morn,
And the lovely pink and rose,
The bright robe of J UNE adorn.