'Surely tis June'

  Northern beech in late autumn.

Northern beech in late autumn.

"That's no December sky!
Surely 'tis June
Holds now her state on high
Queen of the noon.

Only the tree-tops bare
Crowning the hill,
Clear-cut in perfect air,
Warn us that still

Winter, the aged chief,
Mighty in power,
Exiles the tender leaf,
Exiles the flower."


--   "A December Day,'' by Robert Fuller Murray