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AS some fair hill by Autumn's fruit o'ergrown, While Summer lingers, seeming loth to part, Good friend, though life's' autumnal blasts have blown, And round your head the dark-winged years have flown, Your nature basks in sunshine of the heart; Long in its ray aglow with fruit abound, While birthday joy a gladdening garland weaves - May foliage of loves entwined be found, That Winter's blanching eyes may see you crowned With Friendship's' wreath of glorious tinted leaves. |
ON A COMPOSER'S WEDDING | CONTENTS | COLUMBIA THEATRE, BOSTON |
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