Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee^ Like summer tempest came her tears^ 'Sweet my child, I live for thee.'

-Tennyson
  The Princess, pt.6, added song, stanza 4.

The woods decay, the woods decayand fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after manya summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.

-Tennyson
  'Tithonus' (revised1864),1.1^7.

At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, And a pinnace, like a fluttered bird, came flying from far away: 'Spanishships of warat sea! Wehavesighted fifty-three!' Then sware Lord Thomas Howard: ''Fore God I am no coward; But I cannot meetthem here, for my ships are out of gear, And the half my men are sick. I must fly, but followquick. Wearesix ships oftheline; canwefight withfifty-three?' Then spake Sir Richard Grenville: 'I know you are no coward; You fly them for a moment to fight with them again. But I've ninety men and more that are lying sick ashore. I should count myself the coward if I left them, my Lord Howard, To these Inquisition dogs and the devildoms of Spain.' So Lord Howard passed away with five ships of war that day, Till he melted like a cloud in the silent summer heaven.

-Tennyson
  'The Revenge', stanzas1^3, l.1^14.

The way to ensuresummer in England istohaveitframed and glazed in a comfortable room.

-Walpole, Horace, 4th Earl of Orford
  Letter toWilliam Cole, 28 May. In The Correspondence of HoraceWalpole (Yale edition,1937^8).

   It was inevitable that as soon as we had enjoyed a few days of reasonable summer weather, the country would suffer an acute water shortage. It can rain for100 days, but if the sun shines on the101st there will be hosepipe restrictions on the102nd.

-Waugh, Auberon Alexander
  Way of theWorld:The ForgottenYears:1995^6.

'Tisjust likea summerbirdcageinagarden; thebirdsthat are without despair toget in, and thebirdsthat are within despair, and are in a consumption, for fear they shall never get out.

-Webster,John
  TheWhite Devil, act1, sc.2.