MISCELLANEA
... IMISOELT1ANEA. SEPTEMBER. Sweet is the voice that calls From babbling waterfalls In meadows where the downy seeds are flying; And soft the breezes blow And eddying come and go In faded gardens where the rose is dying. Among the stubbled corn The blithe quail pipes at morn, The merry partridge drums in bidden places, And glittering insects gleam Above the reedy stream Where busy spiders spin ...