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Show About Thtg Time. Boston Courier The KuimiKT here in her beauty arrayed, Aud Mveet is the breath of the clover But it. brings no joy to tho beautiful maid, For her nose is freckled all over. Vruil trees are blooming, Sweet flowers perfuming. Suburban lanes, and in cloudless skiea Old Sol is glowing. The fat man's blowing, And the bald man's peace Is disturbed by flies. Summer comos with floral treasiu-e, Perfumed air and sunny s,;ies. But the maiden fluds no pleasure When at eve the June bug files. Youth and maid on the veranda Barter kisses, smiles, and sighs. Hark ! a scream from sweet Miranda When too near the Juno bug tiles. Hither, thither goes the beetle, Harmlessly about he hies. Yet love's course is made much smoother When at last the June bug flies. |