the return of summer.
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V.
Sweet summer! joyous summer!
Unto every living thing
Thou art bearing light and gladness
On thy richly freighted wing;
Thy gifts of bloom are round me,
And fair thine azure skies,
Yet to me thou bring'st, Oh! Summer fair!
But tender memories:
Loved voices, whose sweet music
A spell around me east;
Sweet Summer! glorious Summer!
Bring me back the past, the past.
Unto every living thing
Thou art bearing light and gladness
On thy richly freighted wing;
Thy gifts of bloom are round me,
And fair thine azure skies,
Yet to me thou bring'st, Oh! Summer fair!
But tender memories:
Loved voices, whose sweet music
A spell around me east;
Sweet Summer! glorious Summer!
Bring me back the past, the past.
VI.
I am musing on the brightness
That has faded from my view,
And hopes which soared like bright-winged birds,
In skies for ever blue;
For clouds have dimmed my vision,
And sadness filled mine eye;
That has faded from my view,
And hopes which soared like bright-winged birds,
In skies for ever blue;
For clouds have dimmed my vision,
And sadness filled mine eye;
