Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By MadisonCawein1556 Comradery
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The morning’s face, then turns away
With schoolboy feet, all wet with dew,
Out for a holiday.
Foam-fashioned, on its restless breast;
And where he wades its water-bars
Its song is happiest.
He looks into its knotted eyes
And sees its heart; and, deep within,
Its soul that makes him wise.
Who whistles up the birds and bees;
And round him all the perfumes swim
Of woodland loam and trees.
Foam-people sing the flowers awake;
And sappy lips of bark-clad things
Laugh ripe each fruited brake.
His word, an old authority:
He comes, a lyric at his lip,
Unstudied Poesy.