• Simplest of blossoms! To mine eye
    Thou bring'st the summer's painted sky;
    The May-thorn greening in the nook;
    The minnows sporting in the brook;
    The bleat of flocks; the breath of flowers;
    The song of birds amid the bowers;
    The crystal of the azure seas;
    The music of the southern breeze;
    And, over all, the blessed sun,
    Telling of halcyon days begun.

    David Macbeth Moir (1852). “The Poetical Works of David Macbeth Moir”, p.149