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1386 Summer—we all have seen— A few of us—believed— A few—the more aspiring Unquestionably loved— But Summer does not care— She goes her spacious way As eligible as the moon To our Temerity— The Doom to be adored— The Affluence conferred— Unknown as to an Ecstasy The Embryo endowed— Edited by Peter Carter
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