Ballads of Peace in War

A SONG

    (For John McCormack)

    June of the trees in glory,
    June of the meadows gay!
    O, and it works a story
    To tell an October day.

    Blooms of the apple and cherry
    Toil for the far-off hours;
    Never is idleness merry,
    In song of the garden bowers.

    Brooks to the sea from mountains,
    Yea, and from field and vine:
    Rain and the sun are fountains
    That gather for wheat and wine.

    Cellar and loft shall glory,
    Table and hearth shall praise,
    Hearing October's story
    Of June and the merry days.