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A Collection of Poems. By Ernest Radford

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IN JUNE

Ah, Love, I lack thy kisses
In the warm sweet breath of June:
I am lonely amid lovers—
Love, come soon.
A blue sea stretches waveless
'Neath a blue blue sky this June:
I am panting for thy love, Love—
Love, come soon.