“Ring-ting! I wish I were a primrose, A bright yellow primrose blowing in the spring! The stooping boughs above me, The wandering bee to love me, The fern and moss to creep across, And the elm-tree for our king!” WishTreeKingsSpringRingsWanderYellowBeesCreepsMossFernsElm Trees Book:The music master, a love story, and two series of Day and night songs Source: The music master, a love story, and two series of Day and night songs
“O Spirit of the Summertime! Bring back the roses to the dells; The swallow from her distant clime, The honey-bee from drowsy cells. Bring back the friendship of the sun; The gilded evenings, calm and late, When merry children homeward run, And peeping stars bid lovers wait. Bring back the singing; and the scent Of meadowlands at dewy prime;- Oh, bring again my heart's content, Thou Spirit of the Summertime!” HeartChildrenRunningSpiritStarsWaitingSunLoversMy HeartLateSummerSingingRoseCalmEveningCellsPrimeHoneyBeesScentMerrySummertimeGildedDrowsyPeepingDellHoney Bee Book:Fifty Modern Poems Source: Fifty Modern Poems
