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I cannot write old verses here, Dead things a thousand years away, When all the life of the young year Is in the summer day. The roses make the world so sweet, The bees, the birds have such a tune, There`s such a light and such a heat And such a joy this June, One must expand one`s heart with praise, And make the memory secure Of sunshine and the woodland days And summer twilights pure. Oh listen rather! Nature`s song Comes from the waters, beating tides, Green-margined rivers, and the throng Of streams on mountain-sides. So fair those water-spirits are, Such happy strength their music fills, Our joy shall be to wander far And find them on the hills.
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