A Nature Poem for Every Night of the Year by Jane McMorland Hunter

Author:Jane McMorland Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pavilion Books

Amy Lowell (1874–1925)

21 JULY

On a Drop of Dew

LINES 1–18

See how the Orient Dew,

Shed from the Bosom of the Morn

Into the blowing Roses,

Yet careless of its Mansion new

For the clear Region where ’twas born,

Round in its self incloses:

And in its little Globes Extent,

Frames as it can its native Element.

How it the purple flow’r does slight,

Scarce touching where it lyes,

But gazing back upon the Skies,

Shines with a mournful Light,

Like its own Tear,

Because so long divided from the Sphear.

Restless it roules and unsecure,

Trembling lest it grow impure,

Till the warm Sun pitty it’s Pain,

And to the Skies exhale it back again.

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