This is James Russell Lowell.
I've known his words for many years, as on my 18th birthday, someone (I'm a 'June Baby') sent me a message which included this:
And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days.
Birthdays aside, I have long since regarded June as being the best of all months, so considering those words this year, I have found out a bit more about him and would like to ask him to dinner, for a Summer Feast in his honour.
It might include:
Orange Cous Cous Salad
Sausage Salsa Salad
Cheese and Chive Dip