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In the youth of the year, when the birds were building, / When the green was showing on tree and hedge, / And the tenderest light of all lights was gilding / The world from zenith to outermost edge, / My soul grew sad and longingly lonely! / I sighed for the season of sun and rose, / And I said, "In the Summer and that time only / Lies sweet contentment and blest repose."
With bee and bird for her maids of honour / Came Princess Summer in robes of green. / And the King of day smiled down upon her / And wooed her, and won her, and made her queen. / Fruit of their union and true love's pledges, / Beautiful roses bloomed day by day, / And rambled in gardens and hid in hedges / Like royal children in sportive play.