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ONLY IN AUGUST.

Only in August I have not seen you.
August comes with his wheat and poppies;
Ruddy sunhght in corn and coppice:
Only in August I have not seen you.
Autumn beckons far-off like a greeting.
I and Autumn have secrets of you,
All the Winter was long to love you;
Wintry winds have a song of meeting.
Dear is Summer, but Spring is dearer.
In the Spring there was heavenly weather;
Love and sunshine and you together.
Dear is Summer, but Spring is dearer.
June is fled with her rose and pansies.
More is gone than a drift of roses,
More than the may that the May uncloses,
More than April—with songs and dances.

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Only in August I have not seen you.
Every month hath its share of graces,
Flowers, and song, and beloved faces.
Only in August I have not seen you.