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Hymn of Summer
Oh, this is the happy month of the ethereal water that destroys Death and Sorrow for mortals under the shade!
I repose in the shade-breezes from angels' gardens—I sing the summer song that the rivulet echoes down from afar!
I repose in the shade-breezes from angels' gardens—I sing the summer song that the rivulet echoes down from afar!
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