James Russell Lowell

No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.

No price is set on the lavish summer;
June may be had by the poorest comer.

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
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And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays.

Great things rush to the destruction of each other.

Great things rush to the destruction of each other.

Not failure, but low aim, is crime.

Not failure, but low aim, is crime.

So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' read more

So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' Scriptur' in our gun,
An' gittin' Natur' for an ally.