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William Allingham - Song
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O Spirit of the Summertime ! 
        Bring back the roses to the dells ; 
    The swallow from her distant clime, 
        The honey-bee from drowsy cells. 

    Bring back the friendship of the sun ; 
        The gilded evenings, calm and late, 
   When merry children homeward run, 
        And peeping stars bid lovers wait. 

    Bring back the singing; and the scent 
        Of meadowlands at dewy prime;— 
   Oh, bring again my heart`s content, 
        Thou Spirit of the Summertime !
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