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Summer

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See what delights in sylvan scenes appear!
Descending Gods have found Elysium here.
In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd,
And chaste Diana haunts the forest shade.
Come lovely nymph, and bless the silent hours,
When swains from shearing seek their nightly bow'rs;
When weary reapers quit the sultry field,
And crown'd with corn, their thanks to Ceres yield.
This harmless grove no lurking viper hides,
But in my breast the serpent Love abides.
Here bees from blossoms sip the rosy dew,
But your Alexis knows no sweets but you.
Oh deign to visit our forsaken seats,
The mossy fountains, and the green retreats!
Where-e'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade,
Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade,
Where-e'er you tread, the blushing flow'rs shall rise,
And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
Oh! How I long with you to pass my days,
Invoke the muses, and resound your praise;
Your praise the birds shall chant in ev'ry grove,
And winds shall waft it to the pow'rs above.
But wou'd you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain,
The wond'ring forests soon shou'd dance again,
The moving mountains hear the pow'rful call,
And headlong streams hang list'ning in their fall!
But see, the shepherds shun the noon-day heat,
The lowing herds to murm'ring brooks retreat,
To closer shades the panting flocks remove,
Ye Gods! And is there no relief for Love?
But soon the sun with milder rays descends
To the cool ocean, where his journey ends;
On me Love's fiercer flames for ever prey,
By night he scorches, as he burns by day.
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Mahtab Bangalee 17 August 2019
Oh! How I long with you to pass my days, Invoke the muses, and resound your praise; Your praise the birds shall chant in ev'ry grove, And winds shall waft it to the pow'rs above........//// beautiful poetic expression
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Michael Walker 17 August 2019
It is worth the effort to read 'Summer'. Alexander Pope now looks old-fashioned of course, but his genius endures. The last 2 lines stand out: 'On me Love's fiercer flames forever prey/ By night he scorches, as he burns by day'. How honest.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 17 August 2019
This harmless grove is grown with amazing effective night''s love. By night he scorches, as he burns by day and he fives summer amazement. An excellent poem this is. We appreciate the description of imagery.
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Sylvia Frances Chan 17 August 2019
The money made from his translation of Homer allowed Pope to move to a villa at Twickenham in 1719, where he created his now famous grotto and gardens. WOW! Then he deserved so well this poem as The Classic Poem Of The Day. Hurray! Pope a name to never forget! A true writer of epic things, very long longe essays, worth and valuable to read. CONGRATULATIONS!
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Savita Tyagi 17 August 2019
Great poem. Each and every mention of Greek and Roman God’s and words refreshed and enhanced my limited knowledge of it. So smooth and silky in it’s rhyme and rhythm.
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Glen Kappy 17 August 2019
First thing I think of is why a knowledge of Roman and Greek mythology is important for reading earlier English poetry. Then I notice Pope’s skill with heroic couplets—this poem flows smoothly and has richness as it combines a celebration of summer with the heat of love. -GK
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Uche Nwanze 17 August 2019
A masterpiece, so inspiring.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 17 August 2019
on me love 's fierer flames for every prey By night he scorches, as he burns by the day" Great conceptualization and a great poem too.
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