Harter, Nathan W.

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30 MANUSCRIPTSTHE BUDS OF SPRING ARE GONENathan W. HarterThe buds of spring are gone, and songbirds sleep;The leaves of summer wither in the dust.Yet though the lovely hues are passing, mustWe pine for fallencharms we cannot keep?The threads ofdearestloving lie too deep,Where beautyfinds itself inmoth and rust.Thus autumn 's.bare, but sturdy boughs I trustWhile flowers fall and Nature turns to reap.My love is steadfast though the boom has died,So.let.me see no slowly swelling tearLament the youth so quickly Jived and lost,For I am here forever at your side:A forest is a forest through the year,And true heartsneverfalter.in the frost.,/

The Buds of Spring are Gone

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The Buds of Spring are Gone

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