Show O ONt E I 1 remember One September When the purple tree plum-tree bore An And tho the pears hung mellow And AmI wo we heaped such un ample arnle le sto story t Of or pippins rc red and yellow Do you ou remember 0 That September When hen the aftermath was mo mown n I Wo We tossed ed the rr fragrant rant hay hayI hay hay- Hay with withered daisies strewn Sweet as aR freshest flowers of or May Maj Ia I remember Dear do you ou That September Arid And you couched upon the hay Ilay While I sat quiet at your h ad Little found we then to say Unless to praise thi th lovely 10 day Or some book that we had r rend read d But nut do you OU not remember The he jO Joy of or that lint September Many Ian a n dl lay day has passed since then Many a a BUnn sunny day and or bright Rare Hare and precious moments when Earth has glowed with wih I light Anti And we tal talk alit when were we're together Of Or other things than books or we weather ther But Love do to 3 you remember The jO joy of or that September Celia Cella Cela Thaxter |