THE 



Caijadiai] horticulturist. 



Vol. XI. 



1555, 



No. 8. 



AUGUST, month when summer lies 

 Sleeping under sapphire skies ; 

 ^(Sf) Open all the windows wide, 

 Drink the orchard's fragrant tide — 

 Breath of grass at morning mown 

 Through the leafy vistas blown — 

 Hoar the clinking of the scythe 

 Sound mellifluent and blythe. 

 August, month when everywhere 

 Music floats upon the air 

 From the harps of minstrel gales 

 Playing down the hills and dales. 

 August, month when sleepy cows 

 Seek the shade of spreading boughs. 

 Where the robin (juirks his head 

 Contemplating cherries red. 

 August, month of twilights when 

 Day half goes and comes again ; 

 August days are guards who keep 

 Watch while summer lies asleep. — E 



