Summer makes a silence after spring.
Summer makes a silence after spring.
The country habit has me by the heart, For he's bewitched forever who has seen, Not with his eyes but with his vision, Spring Flow down the woods and stipple leaves with sun.
I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves...
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