Thou Flower of Summer
When in summer thou walkest In the meads by the river, And to thyself talkest, Dost thou think of one ever-- A lost and a...
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When in summer thou walkest In the meads by the river, And to thyself talkest, Dost thou think of one ever-- A lost and a lorn one That adores thee and loves thee? And when happy morn's gone, And nature's calm moves thee, Leaving thee to thy sleep like an angel at rest, Does the one who adores thee still live in thy breast?…
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