SUMMER. The clouds are silver, in an azure sky; The hills lie basking in a sunny dream; The lapping warer coolly gurgles by, Where lies the fallen trunk athwart the stream. The harvestmen, beneath the barrack roof, From laden wagons store the golden grain; And ducks lie sunning, wind and weather proof, Where swings the idle shallop by its chain.
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SUMMER. The clouds are silver, in an azure sky; The hills lie basking in a sunny dream; The lapping warer coolly gurgles by, Where lies the fallen trunk athwart the stream. The harvestmen, beneath the barrack roof, From laden wagons store the golden grain; And ducks lie sunning, wind and weather proof, Where swings the idle shallop by its chain.

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