Sanctuary Sunshine House Sonnets

by Bliss Carman

Illustrations by Whitman Bailey


 

FROM THE DOOR OF HEAVEN


 

Now the tall tulip trees have lifted up
Their green-gold chalices against the sun,
And the white locusts from the door of Heaven
Spill their honied fragrance on the air.
Over the open fields the bobolinks
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Toss the gay music of their carillons
Down to the pasture foot where bob-white calls,
And through the meadow blows the purple flag.
By many a wild trail in the wooded hills,
And many a path along the foaming shore,
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With unforgotten rapture of old years
And airs that lift the heart on ventures new,
June is come back to her New England home
To make of earth a paradise once more.