It is not easy to see how that can be. Does he mean that winter had come back and given May a late frost? And then Virgins do not, so far as I know, yield to the Embrace of Winter's Icy Arms. Do they? I ask persons of experience.
June comes upon us heavily—
Sol's scorching Ray puts Blood in Fermentation,
And is stark raught to acts of Procreation.
That has a terrible sound. What does he mean?
July—
The Moon (this Month), that pale-faced Queen of Night,
Will be disrobed of all her borrowed light.
No month for lover's madness, this. Not a lover can steal forth by the light of the moon, or do any foolish thing this month, thanks be to God!
August—
The Earth and Sky Resound with Thunder Loud,
And Oblique streams flash from the dusky Cloud.
That first line demands many capital letters, and what a fine word Oblique is in the second.