AUGUST
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Never return in August to what you love;
Along the leaves will be rust
And over the hedges dust,
And in the air vague thunder and silence burning.—BERNICE KENYON, Return
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Dry August and warm, doth harvest no harm.—Proverb
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A rainy August makes a hard bread-crust.—Proverb
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In the parching August wind,
Cornfields bow the head
Sheltered in round valley depths,
On low hills outspread.—CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
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