A SUMMER'S DAY
"The ample heaven of fabrik sure,
In cleannes dois surpas
The chrystall and the silver pure,
Or clearest poleist[78] glas.
The shadow of the earth anon
Sine in the east, when it is gon,
Appears a clearer sky.
Quhilk sune[79] perceives the little larks,
The lapwing and the snyp,
And tune their sangs, like Nature's clarks
Our medow, mure and stryp.[80]
The time sa tranquil is and still,
That na where sall ye find,
Saife on ane high and barren hill,
Ane aire of peeping wind.
All trees and simples[81] great and small,
That balmie leife do beir,
Nor thay were painted on a wall,
Na mair they move or steir[82]...."
Alexander Hume
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