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Summer Sun - Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy's inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.

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    Above the hills, along the blue,
    Round the bright air with footing true,
    To please the child, to paint the rose,
    The gardener of the World, he goes.........touching expression. Beautiful poem
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    A amazing poem by one of the master of poetry. Thank you. Great description of Summer. (Report) Reply

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Summer Poems
  1. 1. Summer Sun
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  2. 2. Summer
    Alexander Pope
  3. 3. Before Summer Rain
    Rainer Maria Rilke
  4. 4. In The Summer
    Nizar Qabbani
  5. 5. Written On A Summer Evening
    John Keats
  6. 6. Summer In The South
    Paul Laurence Dunbar
  7. 7. Summer
    John Clare
  8. 8. A Summer Afternoon
    James Whitcomb Riley
  9. 9. The Summer Rain
    Henry David Thoreau
  10. 10. Bed In Summer
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  11. 11. Indian Summer
    Dorothy Parker
  12. 12. Rain In Summer
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  13. 13. A Summer Day
    Lucy Maud Montgomery
  14. 14. Exhortation: Summer 1919
    Claude McKay
  15. 15. A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, G..
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  16. 16. A Night-Rain In Summer
    James Henry Leigh Hunt
  17. 17. I Know I Am But Summer To Your Heart
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  18. 18. Farm Boy After Summer
    Robert Francis
  19. 19. Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 01 - Summer
  20. 20. To Summer
    William Blake
  21. 21. I See The Boys Of Summer
    Dylan Thomas
  22. 22. Summer Stars
    Carl Sandburg
  23. 23. Between The Dusk Of A Summer Night
    William Ernest Henley
  24. 24. Summer Shower
    Emily Dickinson
  25. 25. Skeletons Of Summer
    Ernestine Northover
  26. 26. Summer Wind
    William Cullen Bryant
  27. 27. Summer Dawn
    Spike Milligan
  28. 28. An Indian Summer Day On The Prairie
    Vachel Lindsay
  29. 29. Tis The Last Rose Of Summer
    Thomas Moore
  30. 30. Portrait Number Five: Against A New York..
    Jack Gilbert
  31. 31. Indian Summer
    Henry Van Dyke
  32. 32. Summer Night, Riverside
    Sara Teasdale
  33. 33. Summer Holiday
    Robinson Jeffers
  34. 34. Summer In The Mountains
    Li Po
  35. 35. Summer Morn In New Hampshire
    Claude McKay
  36. 36. Once Upon A Summer Day
    Joseph T. Renaldi
  37. 37. As Sleigh Bells Seem In Summer
    Emily Dickinson
  38. 38. Early Summer Rain
    Yosa Buson
  39. 39. Indian Summer
    Sara Teasdale
  40. 40. Further In Summer Than The Birds
    Emily Dickinson
  41. 41. Summer In The Country
    Charles Simic
  42. 42. It Can'T Be "Summer"!
    Emily Dickinson
  43. 43. Visiting A Dead Man On A Summer Day
    Marge Piercy
  44. 44. St. Martin's Summer
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  45. 45. Summer Evening
    John Clare
  46. 46. Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be
    Emily Dickinson
  47. 47. Summer Song
    George Barker
  48. 48. Summer Images
    John Clare
  49. 49. On The Idle Hill Of Summer
    Alfred Edward Housman
  50. 50. Moonlight, Summer Moonlight
    Emily Jane Brontë

New Summer Poems

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  4. Summer, Stephen (Steve) Howard
  5. Summer, Sunday Igwebuike
  6. Monoku-58 ( Love Is Coloured In Spring), SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
  7. Nero, Shuntaro Tanikawa
  8. Cheated Outta Summer, LeFay Beechnut
  9. Longing, Pranesh Patil
  10. Summer's Ending, Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Summer Poems

  1. Written On A Summer Evening

    The church bells toll a melancholy round, Calling the people to some other prayers, Some other gloominess, more dreadful cares, More harkening to the sermon's horrid sound. Surely the mind of man is closely bound In some blind spell: seeing that each one tears Himself from fireside joys and Lydian airs, And converse high of those with glory crowned. Still, still they toll, and I should feel a damp, A chill as from a tomb, did I not know That they are dying like an outburnt lamp, - That 'tis their sighing, wailing, ere they go Into oblivion -that fresh flowers will grow, And many glories of immortal stamp.

  2. Before Summer Rain

    Suddenly, from all the green around you, something-you don't know what-has disappeared; you feel it creeping closer to the window, in total silence. From the nearby wood you hear the urgent whistling of a plover, reminding you of someone's Saint Jerome: so much solitude and passion come from that one voice, whose fierce request the downpour will grant. The walls, with their ancient portraits, glide away from us, cautiously, as though they weren't supposed to hear what we are saying. And reflected on the faded tapestries now; the chill, uncertain sunlight of those long childhood hours when you were so afraid.

  3. Summer

    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.

  4. In The Summer

    In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me. Translated by B. Frangieh And C. Brown Submitted by Noele Aabye

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