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Tower of Ivory
"Oh, dreams are only dim desires, and songs are only tunes,
The flowers deck the graves of other years,
The Springs are fleeting children of a thousand fleeting Junes,
And only old and endless are our tears."
INDIAN SUMMERS
(1)
The Day of Falling Leaves
When gold October reaves
The May's
Lost Roundelays,
When Autumn stoops to list
The wind, mad organist,
Pipe tunes
Of dancing Junes,
And Autumn's butterflies
Drift earthward, petal-wise,
A-swing
On perilous wing,—
