Saturday's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
A Summer Morning, by George Henry Boker
[...]
The warm tide of the southern air
Swims round, with gentle rise and fall,
And, burning through a golden glare,
The sun looks broadly over all.
[...] https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2024/07/a-summer-morning-george-henry-boker.html

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