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The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.
Rosamund Marriott Watson (18601911)
Ephemeron
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Shadows of moving leaves;
Happy the brown bees hum,
“Summer has come—has come;”
Lightly the low winds pass,
Shaking the peony-sheaves.
Shining and stately stand;
Redder than rubies glow
All their great globes a-row,
Bright on the summer blue,
Lanthorns of fairy-land.
Still shall this moment be;
I shall remember all,—
Shadows, and tulips tall,
Scent from the bean-fields blown,
Song of the humble-bee.
Lost is that fragrant hour,
Dewy and golden-lit,—
Dead—for the memory
Pitiful comes to me
Wan as a withered flower,—
Only the ghost of it.