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“Fret not the faithful hearts who love you so.
 * ’Tis not forever you are called away.

Smile, sister mine, once more before you go ;
 * Make glad the weeping hours, the doleful

day.”

So Summer smiled again amid her tears,
 * And gentle Autumn stood aside a space,

That Earth might whisper in the rosy ears,
 * And kiss once more the tender, lovely face.

And so the Earth’s beloved went away—
 * Earth loved the Summer best while still

a child; But loved her most, when, only yesterday
 * She looked up thro’ her falling tears and

smiled.