Explore "Juniper Cove Twenty Years After" by Gilbert Parker on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
The bay gleams softly in the sun, / The morning widens o'er the world: / The bluebird's song is just begun, / And down the skies white clouds are furled.
The boat lies idly by the shore, / The shed I built with happy care / Is fallen; and I see no more / The white tents in the eager air.