Charles Harpur

Here you will find the Poem Early Summer of poet Charles Harpur

Early Summer

?Tis the early summer season, when the skies are clear and blue; 
When wide warm fields are glad with corn as green as ever grew, 
And upland growths of wattles engolden all the view. 
Oh! Is there conscious joyance in that heven so clearly blue? 
And is it a felt happiness that thus comes beating through 
Great nature?s mother heart, when the golden year is new? 

When the woods are whitened over by the jolly cockatoo, 
And swarm with birds as beautiful as ever gladdened through 
The shining hours of time when the golden year was new?