The May sun--whom br all things imitate-- br that glues small leaves to br the wooden trees br shone from the sky br through bluegauze clouds br upon the ground. br Under the leafy trees br where the suburban streets br lay crossed, br with houses on each corner, br tangled shadows had begun br to join br the roadway and the lawns. br With excellent precision br the tulip bed br inside the iron fence br upreared its gaudy br yellow, white and red, br rimmed round with grass, br reposedly.