July Days 127 



July Days 



NATURE holds her most royal state in 

 this month of glowing heat. We yield 

 too thoughtlessly to the fine tyranny of 

 Lowell s muse, glorifying June with so intimate 

 eulogy as the absolute &quot; high tide of the year.&quot; 

 June is indeed beautiful, sweet and gracious, and 

 none denies her charm, or disputes that 



Then, if ever, come perfect days ; 

 Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune 



And over it softly her warm ear lays. 

 Whether we look, or whether we listen, 

 We hear life murmur and see it glisten. 



But now there is no need to try if earth be in tune, 

 for her stately rhythm is perfected, its harmonies 

 written in, and the great symphony fills every 

 sense with the rich burden of its adagio. The 

 height and rest of summer are not found in the 

 day of cherry and horse-chestnut blossoms ; it is 

 in July, when the sun is fervid and strong and the 

 winds both cordial and vigorous, that Nature re- 



