And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
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It is late March in Austin and everything is shut down waiting for the Plague. This poem makes me feel better.
I have always loved this Poem and quoted it many many times over the years- yesterday was a perfect June day in my area of the Country and thought about this Poem a lot- I just celebrated my 77th Birthday!
I was born June 15,1942. June is a Gift. Today is a real Psalm 118, verse 24 day.
I memorized this poem when I was 16 and working in the vineyards of the finger lakes of New York.
I, too, remember this poem from when I was in high school in Cicero, Illinois. AND, I still remember the first 10 lines now that I am 89 years young.
As a freshman in high school, we had to memorize nearly the entire poem. It made no sense to any of us. Now that I'm 77, I understand the words and they are lovely indeed.