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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
July
The summer looks out from her brazen tower,Through the flashing bars of July.
Francis Thompson.
Loud is the summer’s busy songThe smallest breeze can find a tongue,While insects of each tiny sizeGrow teasing with their melodies,Till noon burns with its blistering breathAround, and day lies still as death.
Clare.
The linden, in the fervors of July,Hums with a louder concert. When the windSweeps the broad forest in its summer prime,As when some master-hand exulting sweepsThe keys of some great organ, ye give forthThe music of the woodland depths, a hymnOf gladness and of thanks.
Bryant.