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Summer Sun

Great is the sun, and wide he goes Through empty heaven without repose; And in the blue and glowing days More thick than rain he showers his rays. Though closer still the blinds we pull To keep the shady parlour cool, Yet he will find a chink or two To slip his golden fingers through. […]

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Warm Summer Sun

Warm summer sun,     Shine kindly here, Warm southern wind,     Blow softly here. Green sod above,     Lie light, lie light. Good night, dear heart,     Good night, good night. By Mark Twain