English Poetry. Edgar Albert Guest. June. Эдгар Альберт Гест.

Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест)

June

June is here, the month of roses, month of brides and month of bees,
Weaving garlands for our lassies, whispering love songs in the trees,
Painting scenes of gorgeous splendor, canvases no man could brush,
Changing scenes from early morning till the sunset's crimson flush.

June is here, the month of blossoms, month of roses white and red,
Wet with dew and perfume-laden, nodding wheresoe'er we tread;
Come the bees to gather honey, all the lazy afternoon;
Flowers and lassies, men and meadows, love alike the month of June.

Month of love and month of sunshine, month of happiness and song,
Month that cheers the sad wayfarer as he plods the road along;
Spreading out a velvet carpet, green and yellow, for his feet,
And affording for his rest hours many a cool and sweet retreat.

Edgar Albert Guest’s other poems:

1. The Truth about Envy
2. On Quitting
3. The Handy Man
4. To the Humble
5. When Nellies’ on the Job

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

John Clare (Джон Клэр) June (“Now summer is in flower and natures hum”)

Francis Ledwidge (Фрэнсис Ледвидж) June (“Broom out the floor now, lay the fender by”)

William Bryant (Уильям Брайант) June (“I gazed upon the glorious sky”)

Madison Cawein (Мэдисон Кавейн) June (“Hotly burns the amaryllis”)

Archibald Lampman (Арчибальд Лемпман) June (“Long, long ago, it seems, this summer morn”)

Amy Levy (Эми Леви) June (“Last June I saw your face three times”)

John Payne (Джон Пейн) June (“THE empress of the year, the meadows’ queen”)

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