Thy ruddy pride

Sweet bottle shaped flower of lushy red Born when the summer wakes her warmest breeze Among the meadows waving grasses spread Or neath the shade of hedge or clumping trees Bowing on slender stem thy heavy head In sweet delight I view thy summer bed & hark the drone of heavy humble bees Along thy honeed garden gailey led Down corn field striped balks & pasture leas Fond warmings of the soul that…