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The Summer Wind
by Walter Learned
Softly the summer wind woos the rose;
Like a fickle lover
He kisses her petals, then off he goes
The fair fields over.
Yet since he has kissed her, forever the rose
Her heart, her heart uncloses;
And he breathes thereafter,
Wherever he goes,
The perfume, the perfume of roses.
Sheet Music
"Four Songs," Op. 14
Composer(s): Amy Beach
Song(s): The Summer Wind
Le secret
Sweetheart, Sigh No More"
The Thrush