A Summer Wish

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Live all thy sweet life thro',
   Sweet Rose, dew-sprent,
Drop down thine evening dew
To gather it anew
When day is bright:
   I fancy thou wast meant
Chiefly to give delight.

Sing in the silent sky,
   Glad soaring bird;
Sing out thy notes on high
To sunbeam straying by
Or passing cloud;
   Heedless if thou art heard
Sing thy full song aloud.

Oh that it were with me
   As with the flower;
Blooming on its own tree
For butterfly and bee
Its summer morns:
   That I might bloom mine hour
A rose in spite of thorns.

Oh that my work were done
   As birds' that soar
Rejoicing in the sun:
That when my time is run
And daylight too,
   I so might rest once more
Cool with refreshing dew.

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