Afternoon

<SPAN name="III"></SPAN>III<br/> <br/> <br/> If other flowers decorate our home,<br/> And multiply the splendour of this place,<br/> The little lake shines ever from the grass<br/> With the large eyes of its ever moving face.<br/> <br/> Ah, say, from what deep distances unknown<br/> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">So many gleaming birds have come</span><br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">With wings sun-sown?</span><br/> <br/> July has driven April from the close<br/> And bluish tints have given place to red,<br/> The skies are torpid and the wind has fled;<br/> Joyously brilliant insects fill the air<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">That harks,</span><br/> And summer wanders by, robed with diamonds<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">And sparks.</span><br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />