94 36 SUMMER WIND AND GUSTS In playsome whirl and curl ; And while, with darksome shade, the sun The winds may roll the thistledown By knoll or mead, in summer light, Or under rock or smooth-wall'd tow'r Onstreaming soft, and blowing oft. A MATCH OF QUESTIONS JOHN AND THOMAS J. WHERE the stream of the river may bound, All in foam, over block upon block, Of grey stone, shall we say that the sound Is the sound of the stream or the rock? T. Where the black-spotted bean-bloom is out, As we talk of the smell, do we mean That the sweetness that wavers about Is the smell of the wind or the bean? J. Where the sunlight that plays off and on, In the brook-pool, may dazzle your sight, Would you say that the bow-neckèd swan Is in gleams of the pool, or the light? T. When your head should have met, in the night, Would you say, if you wished to be right, J. When the heart may leap high at the sight T. When a pretty girl's father, one night, J. Ah! you only can turn it to fun. T. And he only could learn how to run. THE STRING TOKEN 'IF I am gone on, you will find a small string '— Were her words 'on this twig of the oak by the spring.' Oh! gay are the new-leaved trees, in the spring, Down under the height, where the skylark may sing; And welcome in summer are tree-leaves that meet On wide-spreading limbs, for a screen from the heat; And fair in the fall-tide may flutter the few Yellow leaves of the trees that the sky may shine through. But welcomer far than the leaves, is the string H SHEEP IN THE SHADE IN summer time, I took my road In hopeful hours that glided on, And there, below the elm-tree shroud, |