Summer Schemes  27338

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    When friendly summer calls again,
              Calls again
    Her little fifers to these hills,
    We'll go – we two – to that arched fane
    Of leafage where they prime their bills
    Before they start to flood the plain
    With quavers, minims, shakes, and trills.
         '– We'll go,' I sing; but who shall say
         What may not chance before that day!
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