...There's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of firc- in the trees, Setting, as then, over Fernside farm....lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the hrookside my brow and throat. Since we parted, a month...

...same brook sings of a year ago. There 's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the J une sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in the trees, Setting, as then, over Ferneide farm. , I mind me how with a lover's care From my Sunday coat 1 brushed off the burrs, and...

...glows, And the same hrook aings of a year ago. There 's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the brookside my brow and throat. Since we parted, a month...

...glows. And the same brook sings of a year ago. There's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze : And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the brookside my brow and throat Since we parted, a month...

...glows, And the same brook sings of a year ago. There 's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the brookside my brow and throat Since we parted, a month...

...glows, And the same brook sings, of a year ago. There's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the brookside my brow and throat. Since we parted, a month...

...glows, And the same brook sings of a year ago. There 's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...trees, Setting, as then, over Fernside farm. I mind me bow with a lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed oif the burrs, and smooth A njy hair, And cooled...

...how with a lover's care From my Sunday coat I brush'd off the burrs, and smooth'd my hair, And cool'd at the brookside my brow and throat. Since we parted, a month had pass'd, — To love, a year ; Down through the beeches I look'd at last On the little red gate and...

...glows, And the same brook sings of a year ago. There's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in...lover's care From my Sunday coat I brushed off the burrs, and smoothed my hair, And cooled at the brook-side my brow and throat. Since we parted, a month...

...glows, And the same brook sings of a year ago. There 's the same sweet clover-smell in the breeze ; And the June sun warm Tangles his wings of fire in the trees, Setting, as then, over Fernside farm. TELLING THE BBSS. JUNE 2. Bard, Sage, and Tribune ! — in himself All moods of mind contrasting, —...