At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades Away by Valentine Cameron Prinsep, circa 1897
At the First Touch of Winter
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At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades Away by Valentine Cameron Prinsep, circa 1897
A Small Press Life: Books. Art. Writing. Life. Tea. 
also liking the punchy sound of the Fist Touch
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Haha, yes. A rare, rare typo on my part. This is what happens when I try to watch a football game and blog at the same time. Not a very good combination, apparently.
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Boy, this could have two meanings, couldn’t it? The cold hand touching the back of the neck of this ethereal beauty or is it just winter coming?
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Indeed! It makes one think.
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