INVOCATION TO SUMMER.

Come, Summer, come, nor in the south delay;

We do thee honor with a longer day;

We prize thee more, we better know thy worth;

We hold thee dearer in the truer north:

Come, Summer, come.

Come, Summer, come, and in the early dawn

Find sparkling dewdrops on the fragrant lawn;

Hush all before thy majesty at noon,

And hallow the long evening hours; come soon,

Come, Summer, come.

Come, Summer, come, make meadow grasses long;

Make all the groves exuberant with song,

The pasture corners canopy with shades,

And thickly roof the silent forest glades:

Come, Summer, come.

Come, Summer, come, and with thy magic breath

Make consummation of the death of death;

Complete the work of thy sweet sister, Spring;

Life more abundantly give everything:

Come, Summer, come.