St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1859-07-21
St. Charles City. Iowa, July q, 1859.
Summer.

Summer.
Summcr-bright, blue-eyed summer
has once more appeared to us. The
trees have donned their robes of yer.
nal beauty. The turf is rich in its
carpet of emerald pranked with thou
sands of fragrant wild howers-the
groves are vocal with the notes of ma
ture's minstrels. The bee has left his
winter dwelling, and in the bland
balmy air, roves from tlowerct to flow,
erct.
"Sweet daffodils
That come before the swallow dare, and take
The winds of heaven with beauty. violets dim
But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes,
Or Cytherea's breath Pale primrose,
That die unmarried, ere they can behold
Bright Phobus in his strength amalady
Most incident to maids. Bold oxlips, and
The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds,
| The hower-de-luce being one"
Now is the season for the worship.
per of nature to leave his business,
and wander in the secret bye-ways
where silence is sole monarch, and
bud and blossom are blushing in
their bcauty--where through the leafy
canopy, the sunbcams penetrate like
threads of glistening silver, and on
every side flowers are breathing in
cense from their snowy petals ; or, to
dive into the deep and silent forests,
to follow the windings of the joyous
streamlets as they leap and dash
along, freed from their icy fetters,
sounding like the music Of the
spheres" while the fish spring from
their lucid bosoms, and the swallow
dips his wing in their dewy treasure
So away to the green fields ane
dells, the lonely lanes, and silent for
ests forget the turmoil of business
and the din of men, think and com
mune with your heart, till it overruns
with gratitude to the givcr of al
good, and you cherish not though
but of happiness and bliss-holy mo
ments which, in after years, will ris,
bright and beautiful spots in the des
crt of rememberancc.
The merry laugh of rosy childhood
in all its artlessness, and innocence
and loveliness, and the happy song
of the Joyous husbandman, are ring
, ing on every galc,-which show tina
the heart is ovcrilowing with glad
ness, and almost a stranger to sorrow
The check of beauty is sufluscd wit
: n deeper and brighter carnation
and the fire in the flashing eye Of g,
, Mus glows with "a more intense an
, dazzling briliancy. The lively care
of the plumed songsters of the grow,
. may be heard on every bough-froI
the earliest dawn of day, till til
e shades of night have closed over tn
: scene-and warbling forth their ga
: anthems, they fill the air with mclod.
! The focks and herds are feeding j
: the green meadows and shady pa
lures. The buds of spring are chang
: ing to leaves and flowers and I'll
) rose, the pink, the violet, and the ia
A simine will soon bloom in the gardeI
d in the vale, and on the mountain
), brow. The purling rivulet in gent
9 cadence, runs down the sloping hi
i mingles with a sister streal
n and then, in unison, they flow on al
y Join the wild cascade-the impetuo
e torrent-the foaming cataract--a
u. IL roll in majestic grandeur to the
- ocean home-the dark blue sea
N All give us the bright, balmy da..
le of summer. The cool and rosy, dew
5 morn-the warm and cheering noon
the soft and refreshing breezes of ev
ning-the glowing and golden suns
s. the clear, blue, cloudless sky-t
- - soft, mellow, starry twilight. Tn
;s is the time to live. Then the seas
ay that we enjoy life. When nature
~ her loveliest aspect is arrayed in b
y. gayest and brightest robes, then it
m that we are happy and why shou
of we not be-when all around us a
It, gay and smiling as the joyous seas
a itself? We have sometimes almo
% wished that this would last forever
n that it would always be summer.
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