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When summer goes, and autumn chill
Has tinged with gold each dusky hill,
The earth bows' heath golden sway;
The birds go winging on their way
And every vale with music fill.
But in our hearts sweet memories thrill
Into warm life, undreamed of, till
They blossomed soft-how much they say When summer goes.
Ho! autumn sound your trumpets shrill,
Forth lead your blustering hosts to kill
The summer's beauty; but, away,
From harm our summer fancies stay,
Bright tipped with gold like leaf and hill When summer goes.
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