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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William Allingham
William Allingham (19 March 1824 – 18 November 1889) was an Irish poet, diarist and editor. He wrote several volumes of lyric verse, and his poe…
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