Summer Song
At the time when blossoms fall from the cherry-tree,
On a day when orioles flitted from bough to bough,
You said you must stop, because your horse was tired;
I said I must go, because my silkworms were hungry.
On a day when orioles flitted from bough to bough,
You said you must stop, because your horse was tired;
I said I must go, because my silkworms were hungry.
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