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SONG OF THE SPRING TO THE SUMMER.
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And I have set thy paths, I guide
Thy blossoms on the wild hill-side.
And I, thy bygone poet, share
The flowers that throng thy feet, where'er
I led thy feet before I died.
Page:Preludes, Meynell, 1875.djvu/25
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