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I know a place where summer strives / With such a practised frost, / She each year leads her daisies back, / Recording briefly, "Lost."
But when the south wind stirs the pools / And struggles in the lanes, / Her heart misgives her for her vow, / And she pours soft refrains
Into the lap of adamant, / And spices, and the dew, / That stiffens quietly to quartz, / Upon her amber shoe.