<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sweet O' The Year</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the frog, all lean and weak, <br>Yawning from his famished sleep, <br>Water in the ditch doth seek, <br>Fast as he can stretch and leap: <br>Marshy king-cups burning near <br>Tell him 'tis the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the ant works up his mound <br>In the mouldered piny soil, <br>And above the busy ground <br>Takes the joy of earnest toil: <br>Dropping pine-cones, dry and sere, <br>Warn him 'tis the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the chrysalis on the wall <br>Cracks, and out the creature springs, <br>Raptures in his body small, <br>Wonders on his dusty wings: <br>Bells and cups, all shining clear, <br>Show him 'tis the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the brown bee, wild and wise, <br>Hums abroad, and roves and roams, <br>Storing in his wealthy thighs <br>Treasure for the golden combs: <br>Dewy buds and blossoms dear <br>Whisper 'tis the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the merry maids so fair <br>Weave the wreaths and choose the queen, <br>Blooming in the open air, <br>Like fresh flowers upon the green; <br>Spring, in every thought sincere, <br>Thrills them with the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the lads, all quick and gay, <br>Whistle to the browsing herds, <br>Or in the twilight pastures grey <br>Learn the use of whispered words: <br>First a blush, and then a tear, <br>And then a smile, i' the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the May-fly and the fish <br>Play again from noon to night; <br>Every breeze begets a wish, <br>Every motion means delight: <br>Heaven high over heath and mere <br>Crowns with blue the sweet o' the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now all Nature is alive, <br>Bird and beetle, man and mole; <br>Bee-like goes the human hive, <br>Lark-like sings the soaring soul: <br>Hearty faith and honest cheer <br>Welcome in the sweet o' the year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Meredith">George Meredith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396937" data-title="The Sweet O' The Year de George Meredith" data-description="Now the frog, all lean and weak, Yawning from his famished sleep, Water in the ditch doth seek, Fast as he can stretch and leap: Marshy king-cups burning near Tell him 'tis the sweet o' the year. Now the ant works up his mound In the mould..."></div> </div> </div>

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