Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HALCYON WEATHER, by CLINTON SCOLLARD


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First Line: Here's to the halcyon weather
Last Line: Under the open sky!
Subject(s): Contentment; Weather


HERE'S to the halcyon weather,
And the wild, unfettered will,
The crickets chirring, the west wind stirring
The hemlocks on the hill!
Here's to the faring foot, and here's to the dreaming eye!
And here's to the heart that will not be still
Under the open sky!

Ever the gypsy longing
Comes when the halcyons wing;
Once you own it, once you have known it,
Oh, the thrall of the thing!
A flute-call and a lute-call quavering loud or low,
It clutches you with its rapturing,
And it will not let you go!

So it's hail to you, my rover,
The god-child of the sun!
In our heir-dom, -- freedom from care-dom, --
You and I are one!
One with the many migrants, field-folk feathered or furred,
Ever ready to rally and run
At the sign of the silvery word!

The ways we were wont to follow,
We are fain of them no more;
Rather the braided boughs and the shaded
Paths by the rillet shore! --
The tansy hints and the myrrh of mints, and the balms that the balsams shed,
The berries, crimson-sweet at the core,
By these are we lured and led.

Then here's to the halcyon weather,
And the old, untrammeled will, --
Cicadas tuning, the west wind crooning
Behind the crest of the hill!
Here's to the truant foot, and here's to the dreaming eye!
And here's to the heart that will not be still
Under the open sky!





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