'T were pleasant, that in flowery June

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There through the long, long summer hours
The golden light should lie,
And thick young herbs and groups of flowers
Stand in their beauty by.
The oriole should build and tell
His love-tale close beside my cell;
The idle butterfly
Should rest him there, and there be heard
The housewife bee and humming-bird.


from June by William Cullen Bryant


tiny jam berries




palest, delicate Columbine




Endless work -- until late dusk




pink zinnia




a girl in eyelet and seersucker





boy at school, still




the promise of fun





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