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The sultry sun with angry eye,
 * Gleams from the lurid summer sky,

Through all the veins of red July,
 * My bonny Kate!

So, very sad and very lone,
 * I sit beside the window stone

Musing on months forever flown,
 * My bonny Kate!

This very day, one year ago,
 * I roamed where Charleston fronts the foe,

And loved, but did not tell you so,
 * It was my fate.

But soon I sought your eager eyes And answered all their glad surprise With love that falters not nor dies,
 * My bonny Kate!