• Now summer is in flower and natures hum
    Is never silent round her sultry bloom
    Insects as small as dust are never done
    Wi' glittering dance and reeling in the sun
    And green wood fly and blossom haunting bee
    Are never weary of their melody
    Round field hedge now flowers in full glory twine
    Large bindweed bells wild hop and streakd woodbine
    That lift athirst their slender throated flowers
    Agape for dew falls and for honey showers
    These round each bush in sweet disorder run
    And spread their wild hues to the sultry sun.

    John Clare, Eric Robinson, David Powell (2004). “Major Works”, p.135, Oxford University Press, USA