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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358467" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Noon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358467" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Noon! and in the garden bower<br>The hot air quivers o’er the grass,<br>The little lake is smooth as glass<br>And still so heavily the hour<br>Drags, that scarce the proudest flower<br>Pressed upon its burning bed<br>Has strength to lift a languid head:<br>—Rose and fainting violet<br>By the water’s margin set<br>Swoon and sink as they were dead<br>Though their weary leaves be fed<br>With the foam-drops of the pool<br>Where it trembles dark and cool<br>Wrinkled by the fountain spraying<br>O’er it. And the honey-bee<br>Hums his drowsy melody<br>And wanders in his course a-straying<br>Through the sweet and tangled glade<br>With his golden mead o’erladen,<br>Where beneath the pleasant shade<br>Of the darkling boughs a maiden<br>—Milky limb and fiery tress,<br>All at sweetest random laid—<br>Slumbers, drunken with the excess<br>Of the noontide’s loveliness.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Clive+Staples+Lewis">Clive Staples Lewis</a></strong></div>

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