Twice had Summer her fair Verdure
Proffered to the Plain —
Twice a Winter's silver Fracture
On the Rivers been —
Two full Autumns for the Squirrel
Bounteous prepared —
Nature, Had'st thou not a Berry
For thy wandering Bird?
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Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
Spices? Buy here!
Ill! We have berries, for the parching!
Weary! Furloughs of down!
Perplexed! Estates of violet trouble ne'er looked on!
Captive! We bring reprieve of roses!
Fainting! Flasks of air!
Even for Death, a fairy medicine.
But,...