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Afterthought of summer's bloom! / Late arrival at the feast, / Coming when the songs have ceased / And the merry guests departed, / Leaving but an empty room, / Silence, solitude, and gloom, -- / Are you lonely, heavy-hearted; / You, the last of all your kind, / Nodding in the autumn wind; / Now that all your friends are flown, / Blooming late and all alone?
Nay, I wrong you, little flower, / Reading mournful mood of mine / In your looks, that give no sign / Of a spirit dark and cheerless! / You possess the heavenly power / That rejoices in the hour. / Glad, contented, free, and fearless, / Lift a sunny face to heaven / When a sunny day is given! / Make a summer of your own, / Blooming late and all alone!