Of May doth fail
To spring forth abundant
For lo! The rain
Doth fall
Alas those mounds
Of June begotten
A memory now
Forgotten
Weather is rotten
But yea, foretold
In times of old
Orbs of July
To fulfil the eye's longing
Alas The Spheres
Of May doth fail
To spring forth abundant
For lo! The rain
Doth fall
Alas those mounds
Of June begotten
A memory now
Forgotten
Weather is rotten
But yea, foretold
In times of old
Orbs of July
To fulfil the eye's longing
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