“In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.” SunSpringShadowRingsGoldenFairyClimbsWeedSwingsLoopsPorchSlenderAiry Author:Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
“...this pause of rest, This morning hush before the sun.” MorningSunPausesHush Author:Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
“Softly drops the crimson sun: Softly down from overhead, Drop the bell-notes, one by one, Melting in the melting red.” SunRedNotesBellsMeltingOverheadCrimson Author:Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
