Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 57
When the bloom has left the grass, And the frost has bronzed the trees,When the song-birds southward pass, Tossed like dead leaves on the breeze,Come a few rare sunny days, As if Summer, with a sigh,Turned a soft reluctant gaze Ere she bade the North good-by. These few days of warmth and glowBear…
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