Roses and honeysuckle melting into the blue,
Green bowers overhanging; tall grass drenched with dew.
Dorothy Rose
Small birds, twittering; warbling,
Hidden in the shade.
Sweetest fragrance wafted;
From every hedge and glade.
All as full of sweetness and song
As it can hold;
June in all her beauty of blossoms manifold.
"The Nature Notes Of An Edwardian Lady"
(1905)
Edith Holden
(1871-1920)
British artist and art teacher
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