Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

G . H . LUCE. THE SUMMER CLOUD . CLIMB , cloud , and pencil all the blue With your miraculous stockade ; The earth will have her joy of you And limn your beauty till it fade . Puzzle the cattle at the grass And paint your pleasure on their flanks ; Shoot , as the ripe cornfield you pass , A shudder down those golden ranks . On wall and window slant your hand And sidle up the garden stair ; Cherish each flower in all the land With soft encroachments of cool air . Lay your long fingers on the sea And shake your shadow at the sun , Darkly reminding him that he Relieve you when your work is done . Rally your wizardries , and wake A noonday panic cold and rude , Till ' neath the ferns the drowsy snake Is conscious of his solitude . Then as your sorcery declines Elaborate your pomp the more , So shall your gorgeous new designs Crown your beneficence before . 104