JUNE - "This is the year's sweet prime...!" (Rebecca Hey)
This is the year's sweet prime! Methinks, like Youth, 'Tis poetry embodied! Nay, I deem, Delightsome June! that Fancy's brightest dream Outvies not thy fair beauty; nay in sooth, For once she need but borrow hues from Truth To picture thee. Now yield we every sense To the sweet season's genial influence, And banish from our bosoms care and ruth. Ask we for fragrance? lo! each little flower Yields to our scarce-breathed wish its incense sweet; For music? hie we to the glade and bower, There the blithe birds shall give us welcome meet; For beauty? deck'd in all its living power, Earth lays her brightest trophies at our feet. Rebecca Hey June has been a bit of a leveller! At world level, national level and on a personal level. Over recent weeks we have all watched the horrors of unprovoked slaughter by decision makers with a lust for power and wealth - those who give the orders and then cower ...
