302 Like Some Old fashioned Miracle When Summertime is done— Seems Summer`s Recollection And the Affairs of June As infinite Tradition As Cinderella`s Bays— Or Little John—of Lincoln Green— Or Blue Beard`s Galleries— Her Bees have a fictitious Hum— Her Blossoms, like a Dream— Elate us—till we almost weep— So plausible—they seem— Her Memories like Strains—Review— When Orchestra is dumb— The Violin in Baize replaced— And Ear—and Heaven—numb—SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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