Summer for thee, grant I may be
When summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whippoorwill
And Oriole—are done!
For thee to bloom, I’ll skip the tomb
And
sow my blossoms over!
Pray gather me—Anemone—
Thy flower—forevermore!
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