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First Line: Ah, heart, this is our summer passing - this
Last Line: "make haste -- live now -- the frost -- the frost is coming."
Subject(s): Summer


Ah, heart, this is our summer passing -- this
Deceitful flame maple and birch are wearing,
These wings that simulate last April's bliss
Under a stern compulsion -- with new daring
Weaving their soaring patterns on the dusk
Which comes too early now. Oh, heart take warning --
The shrivelled kernel soon in its dry husk
And not a wing to brush the gold of morning.

The heat blurred hills know how the bright rays falter --
Heart, is it well to seek validities?
Here are swift changes, fervors made to alter
Between blue dusk and moonrise. Hark, to these --
The cricket fiddling and the parched weeds drumming --
"Make haste -- live now -- the frost -- the frost is coming."





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