The Girl In White.

The Girl In White.
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She’s a daisy, she’s a hummer, she’s a white rose of the summer.
Oh. dainty latest comer, she’s a vision of delightt
She would charm e’en sages wary, cool and delicato and alry.
Coming like a young snow fairy is the summer girl in white.

From big hat to little slipper and a gown for style ripper,
With Hope shade
With lace shade and gloves all chipper, a soft vell tled ‘neath her chin.
She’s a symphony in whiteness, a delicious dream of brightness.
She’s a sprite of grace and lightness whom the sternest heart could win.

How the summer’s torrid anguish, how the heat which makes men languish.
Just her softest step can vanquish as she heame upon one’s sight;
She’s the queen mald of the season, past all ar- gument and reason.
And the world is here to selse on-the sweet sume mer girl in white!