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Through the summer paradise May their golden hours Flit like wildered butterflies In a maze of flowers! Pleasure wake them morn by morn; Roses deck them from the thorn: Poppies crown them from the corn; Night with her enchanted horn Woo them like a Hamelin band Over vale and steep To a fairer wonderland Through the gates of sleep; Till the pools along the shore Can enrich them nothing more; Till the meadows jeweled floor Weary with familiar love; Till the home-thought comes to croon Sweetly o'er the seas As to languid afternoon Comes the sweet sea-breeze!
Meaning of unusual words: Hamelin - refers to the Pied Piper of Hamlin