Oh! long happy days, when 'tis full of delight
To roam in the meadows from morning till night!
Oh! summer, sweet summer! glide slowly away,
For I love in your warmth and your fragrance to stay.
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AUTUMN.
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Here's the purple aster,
And the golden-rod,
And the blue fringed gentian,
By the meadow sod.
And the scarlet cardinal
Grows beside the brook,
And the yellow sunflower
In some sheltered nook.
Maple boughs are covered
With their foliage red,
And the withered elm leaves
On the ground lie dead.
And within the orchard,
Heavy-laden trees
Shower down the apples,
With each passing breeze.
So by these we know thee,
Lovely autumn time,
With thy deep blue heavens,
And thy snowy rime.
And we gladly greet thee,
With thy colors gay,
Though thou tell'st us summer
Hence hath fled away.
WINTER.
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With my breath so keen and chilling,
I have stripped the branches bare;
And my snow-flakes white are filling,
Feather-like, the frosty air.
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