I LOOKED across the lawn one summer’s day;
Deep shadowed, dreaming in the drowsy light,
And thought, what if this afternoon, so bright
And still, should end it?-as it may.
Blue dome, and flocks of fleece that slowly pass
Before the pale old moon, the while she keeps
Her sleepy watch, and ancient pear that sweeps
Its low, fruit-laden skirts along the grass.
What if I had to say to all of these,
“So this is the last time”-suddenly there
My love came loitering under the great trees;
And now the thought I could no longer bear:
Startled I flung it from me, as one flings
All sharply from the hand a bee that stings.
(Edward Rowland Sill)
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