|Collection||Kate Strong Historical Library|
|Creator||Shepard Alonzo Mount|
|Dates of Creation||18??/??/??|
|Scope & Content||
How sweet the green by month of June
The first summer's plighted love;
The green fields carpet where she moves
In her bright mission from above.
Wild roses greet her with a smile
And clover lawns and daisies spread;
A star like flooring for the earth,
In harmonies of white and red
The deep rich foliage stretch'd along
Beneath the blush of setting sun;
The old gray fence, that worms and turns
Finishing where it first begun.
The scare crow leaning with hat awry,
Sunken beneath all self respect;
Stuffed and used by his fellow man
An object of his base neglect
Ye thoughtless lads, that stone him here,
Whose presence kept the crows in awe-
Remember mercy in your sport,
O you may end, but men of straw.
The cows move homeward by the lane,
Their looing, o'er the hills resound;
The woodchuck hears the barking dog,
And hurries to his underground.