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42306	Dix, Irving Sidney	The Calendar, and Other Verses			.txt	text/plain	6852	570	92	And soon the sun, like some great hearth is burning, A voice like Spring is calling: Let us go Come walk a mile with me--'Tis merry May-time; Come walk a mile with me--'Tis June,--fair June-day, Spring-time is passing--Summer is a-coming, Come walk a mile with me--'Tis sweet September; Come walk a mile with me--'Tis dark December; Our hopes, like snow-flakes, now are falling fast, E'er mortal man thy voice did hear And thou, Niagara, e'er thy spirit die, Till the dear angels learn like thee to pray The hills are white with lovely light, Love of country is the life of war; Love of country is the life of war; Peace loves day, but war loves night; Peace loves calmness, war--to fight Till all the earth of peace shall sing. Till all the earth of peace shall sing. For, if thy wealth the world sweet peace may give,	./cache/42306.txt	./txt/42306.txt