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IV.—VILLANELLE.

O summer time so passing sweet,
But heavy with the breath of flowers,
But languid with the fervent heat.
They chide amiss who call thee fleet,
Thee with thy weight of daylight hours,
O summer time so passing sweet!
Young summer thou art too replete,
Too rich in choice of joys and powers,
But languid with the fervent heat.
Adieu! my face is set to meet
Bleak winter with his pallid showers,
O summer time so passing sweet!
Old winter steps with swifter feet
He lingers not in wayside bowers,
He is not languid with the heat;
His rounded day, a pearl complete,
Gleams on the unknown night that lowers;
O summer time so passing sweet,
But languid with the fervent heat!