There is a smell of summer in your hair, And summer is your time - I mind me well Of when I turned around and you were there, And in that sight my heart cracked like a bell. The light fell from your hair in golden tears; Amid the green, a milk-white hind you stood. A moment were you there - it seemed like years - And I was caught, a hunter in your wood. With you I live within this charmèd ring, And find my heaven in your arms each day; Through all this summer life your praise I'll sing, As long as winter from our love you stay. While you would have me, by your side I'll lie; Would you destroy me, I would gladly die.
 
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