Quote#Nature
'Tis Summer Time on Bredon
Quote byHugh Kingsmill · 1889–1949
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "Two Poems, After A. E. Housman", no. 2, line 1.
English (original)
'Tis Summer Time on Bredon, And now the farmers swear: The cattle rise and listen In valleys far and near, And blush at what they hear.But when the mists in autumn On Bredon top are thick, And happy hymns of farmers Go up from fold and rick, The cattle then are sick.
— Hugh Kingsmill
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