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June

The Summer Spirit has brought back again
Her bright-hued butterflies and humming bees,
While blossoms fed with sun and silver rain

Lift up their buoyant heads beneath the trees
Whose boughs are swaying in the scented wind,
And sudden sunshine laps the laughing leas

In lucent glory by dusk leafage lined
Of woodland, where blithe bird songs thrill the air,
Dear red-lipped daisies in the grass enshrined.

How glad we are to see you gleaming there!
June's amorous breaths, flower fragrant round you flow. . . .
The gracious golden king-cups deem you fair!

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