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Sure it is better, when summer is over
To die when all fair things are fading away.

— Thomas Haynes Bayly Psychæ (1828)

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I'd be a butterfly born in a bower,
Where roses and lilies and violets meet.

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The mistletoe hung in the castle hall,
The holly-branch shone on the old oak wall.

Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.

The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.

Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.

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