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“TOO SOON!”
One moment! then you passed away
And all the sapphire sky turned grey
In June.
Why wait not, when 'tis close of day
So soon?
And all the sapphire sky turned grey
In June.
Why wait not, when 'tis close of day
So soon?
I caught a glimpse of laughing eyes,
Bright-coloured like the laughing skies
Of June.
They passed. Why is it summer dies
So soon?
Bright-coloured like the laughing skies
Of June.
They passed. Why is it summer dies
So soon?
Farewell, clear eyes that flashed and gleamed
Then left me lonely, having dreamed
Too soon.
When you had passed, no more it seemed
Like June!
Then left me lonely, having dreamed
Too soon.
When you had passed, no more it seemed
Like June!
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