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Songs
of the Sea Children
by
Bliss Carman
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LXXI
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Of the
whole year, I think, I love
The best that time we used to call
The Little Summer of All Saints,
About the middle of the fall,
Because there fell the golden days
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Of
that gold year beside the sea,
When first I had you at heart's will,
And you had your whole will of me.
It
is the being's afternoon,
The second summer of the soul,
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When
spirits find a way to reach
Beyond the sense and its control.
Then
come the firmamental days,
The underseason of the year,
When God himself, being well content,
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Takes
time to whisper in our ear.
Sweetheart,
once more by every sign
Of blade and shadow, it must be
The Little Summer of All Saints
In the red Autumn by the sea. |
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