PASSING OF THE SUMMER GIRL.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 51, 19 December 1891, Page 716

PASSING OF THE SUMMER GIRL.

Sit still, you throbbing heart ! Sit still, Won’t you ? While yet the summer girl Sweeps swiftly out of sight ! Not that she’s not Out of sight, Every day in the year, But— That’s another story ! Oh '. summer girl ! Oh ! fluttering vision Of the surfy shore ! Oh, symphony In silken shapeliness! Oh, skirted shimmer Of the sounding seas I Oh, sweet, restless Naiad Queen of Neptuneland ! Oh, Empress of the Tallyho ! Oh, Goddess of the White-winged yacht '. Oh, sorceress of the hillside inn ’. Oh, rare, pale Lily of the lakelet vale ! Oh, mystic mountain maid, Sun kissed in tan And roseate as the dawn I Oh, hammocked houri Of the halcyon days '. Oh, goshelmity Summer girl ! Why are you thus To be September squelched, And leave the heart that thumps To throb on in its Throbfulness, With nothing, save The memory of a Glinting gleam of glory To lean up against, I ntil next summer's sweet supply Comes into market ? Oh, dim, delicious dream '. Oh, darn the luck ! Oh, summer girl, Au revoir! < >h, mamma ! !