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<h2 id="id00354" style="margin-top: 4em"> A WRAITH OF SUMMERTIME.</h2>
<p id="id00355"> In its color, shade and shine,<br/>
'T was a summer warm as wine,<br/>
With an effervescent flavoring of flowered bough and vine,<br/>
And a fragrance and a taste<br/>
Of ripe roses gone to waste,<br/>
And a dreamy sense of sun- and moon- and star-light interlaced.<br/></p>
<p id="id00356"> 'Twas a summer such as broods<br/>
O'er enchanted solitudes,<br/>
Where the hand of Fancy leads us through voluptuary moods,<br/>
And with lavish love out-pours<br/>
All the wealth of out-of-doors,<br/>
And woos our feet o'er velvet paths and honeysuckle floors.<br/></p>
<p id="id00357"> 'Twas a summertime long dead,—<br/>
And its roses, white and red,<br/>
And its reeds and water-lilies down along the river-bed,—<br/>
O they all are ghostly things—<br/>
For the ripple never sings,<br/>
And the rocking lily never even rustles as it rings!<br/></p>
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