Long summer days!
Yet come not, O profane ones! nigher,
If in your stars be severance dire
Of dear companionship decreed:
For then, alas! ye were indeed,
Too far outstripping my desire,
Long summer days!
THE GOLDENROD.
When daisy-snow abides no more
Long summer days!
Yet come not, O profane ones! nigher,
If in your stars be severance dire
Of dear companionship decreed:
For then, alas! ye were indeed,
Too far outstripping my desire,
Long summer days!
When daisy-snow abides no more