LIGHT and silv'ry cloudlets hover <br /> <br />In the air, as yet scarce warm; <br />Mild, with glimmer soft tinged over, <br /> <br />Peeps the sun through fragrant balm. <br />Gently rolls and heaves the ocean <br /> <br />As its waves the bank o'erflow. <br />And with ever restless motion <br /> <br />Moves the verdure to and fro, <br /> <br />Mirror'd brightly far below. <br /> <br />What is now the foliage moving? <br /> <br />Air is still, and hush'd the breeze, <br />Sultriness, this fullness loving, <br /> <br />Through the thicket, from the trees. <br />Now the eye at once gleams brightly, <br /> <br />See! the infant band with mirth <br />Moves and dances nimbly, lightly, <br /> <br />As the morning gave it birth, <br /> <br />Flutt'ring two and two o'er earth.<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/may-7/
