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187
NO MORE
The sweet green flowerful laughing summers coming
Again shall shine;
Again the June wind's subtle fingers strumming
Shall shake the pine;
Again the yellow-banded bee go humming
O'er clover and vine.
Again shall shine;
Again the June wind's subtle fingers strumming
Shall shake the pine;
Again the yellow-banded bee go humming
O'er clover and vine.
Again the long waves, wonderful in whiteness,
Shall storm the shore;
The yellow moon with the old weird shimmering brightness
Her rays forthpour;
Yea, some shall love with the old unchanged heart-lightness,
But we no more.
Shall storm the shore;
The yellow moon with the old weird shimmering brightness
Her rays forthpour;
Yea, some shall love with the old unchanged heart-lightness,
But we no more.
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Weary the world seems; like a woman colder
Who soft words said
But yestereve and leant with dear soft shoulder
Against our head:
She is changed to-day, and all the world's grown older!
Its charm is fled!
Who soft words said
But yestereve and leant with dear soft shoulder
Against our head:
She is changed to-day, and all the world's grown older!
Its charm is fled!
1880.
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