Summer

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h5 id="id00104">SUMMER.</h5> <p id="id00105">Now sinks the Summer sun into the sea;<br/> Sure never such a sunset shone as this,<br/> That on its golden wing has borne such bliss;<br/> Dear Love to thee and me.<br/></p> <p id="id00106">Ah, life was drear and lonely, missing thee,<br/> Though what my loss I did not then divine;<br/> But all is past—the sweet words, thou art mine,<br/> Make bliss for thee and me.<br/></p> <p id="id00107">How swells the light breeze o'er the blossoming lea,<br/> Sure never winds swept past so sweet and low,<br/> No lonely, unblest future waiteth now;<br/> Dear Love for thee and me.<br/></p> <p id="id00108">Look upward o'er the glowing West, and see,<br/> Surely the star of evening never shone<br/> With such a holy radiance—oh, my own,<br/> Heaven smiles on thee and me.<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />