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( Written for the MASONIC MAGAZINE . ) THE woods are thinning fast , Ancl the rain On the wild wind flieth past
Once again . The summer ' s gone and over , Ancl the clays When we wandered in the lanes , 'Neath the bays , By the poplars where the birds sung Their sweet lays .
The ferns are withered now , Ancl the flowers : Some are dead , and some arc dying . Summer hours Pass away , ancl leave a shadow Ancl a pain , And we long for them to come Back again .
The golden corn is down , But the sheaves Still are standing in the fields ; 'Neath the eaves The swallow ' s tender twitter Still is heard , Talking yet of summer—Mocking bird !
Ho has courted all the summer : So have I : But the time has come for parting ; By-and-hye You will soon forgot me , dearest . Do not cry 1 Ancl for your sake to be worth y I will try .
The swallows soon are flitting O ' er the sea , . Into Southern countries going : Why not wel For our little lover ' s quarrel I atone . Oh ! remember never swallow Went alone I
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( Written for the MASONIC MAGAZINE . ) THE woods are thinning fast , Ancl the rain On the wild wind flieth past
Once again . The summer ' s gone and over , Ancl the clays When we wandered in the lanes , 'Neath the bays , By the poplars where the birds sung Their sweet lays .
The ferns are withered now , Ancl the flowers : Some are dead , and some arc dying . Summer hours Pass away , ancl leave a shadow Ancl a pain , And we long for them to come Back again .
The golden corn is down , But the sheaves Still are standing in the fields ; 'Neath the eaves The swallow ' s tender twitter Still is heard , Talking yet of summer—Mocking bird !
Ho has courted all the summer : So have I : But the time has come for parting ; By-and-hye You will soon forgot me , dearest . Do not cry 1 Ancl for your sake to be worth y I will try .
The swallows soon are flitting O ' er the sea , . Into Southern countries going : Why not wel For our little lover ' s quarrel I atone . Oh ! remember never swallow Went alone I