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An idle rhyme of the summer time, / Sweet, and solemn, and tender; / Fair with the haze of the moon's pale rays, / Bright with the sunset's splendor.
Summer and beauty over the lands -- / Careless hours of pleasure; / A meeting of eyes and a touching of hands -- / A change in the floating measure.
A deeper hue in the skies of blue, / Winds from the tropics blowing; / A softer grace on the fair moon's face, / And the summer going, going.
The leaves drift down, the green grows brown, / And tears with smiles are blended; / A twilight hour and a treasured flower, -- / And now the poem is ended.