What is one to say about June, the time of perfec
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What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade.
A lot of parents pack up their troubles and send
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A lot of parents pack up their troubles and send them off to summer camp.
The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in S
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The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yell
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In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way
I have to go to bed by day.
Oh, the summer night
Has a smile of light
And she sits on a sapphire throne.
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability
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Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And lef
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Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there.
Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my a
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Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in reverie.
St. Patrick's Day is an enchanted time - a day to
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St. Patrick's Day is an enchanted time - a day to begin transforming winter's dreams into summer's magic.
I question not if thrushes sing,
If roses loa
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I question not if thrushes sing,
If roses load the air;
Beyond my heart I need not reach
When all is summer there.
A life without love is like a year without summer
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A life without love is like a year without summer.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the
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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
Tears are Summer showers to the soul.
No price is set on the lavish summer;
June ma
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No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.
There are many in this old world of ours who hold
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There are many in this old world of ours who hold that things break about even for all of us. I have observed for example that we all get the same amount of ice. The rich get it in the summertime and the poor get it in the winter.
To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never
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To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.
In June, as many as a dozen species may burst the
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In June, as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.
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