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The "Summer" lightning comes and goes / In one pale cloud above the hill, / As if within its soft repose / A burning heart were never still -- / As in my bosom pulses beat / Before the coming of his feet.
All drugged with odorous sleep, the rose / Breathes dewy balm about the place, / As if the dreams the garden knows / Took immaterial form and face -- / As in my heart sweet thoughts arise / Beneath the ardour of his eyes.