Then, with rich summer gone, My small garden sadly wan, The season's glories flown, It takes center stage, alone.

Here is how they beat the heat in summers gone by.

Where has July gone, where has the summer gone?'

Just two summers gone my parents were killed.

And now tell me, what did you do with the gold piece I gave you some twelve summers gone?

These were also left over from the summer gone by, and she supposed they were dried out by now.

There is no better time to reflect on the summer gone by and judge how well the garden grew.

And now here it is the last of March, almost Ceres, and the summer gone.

The scene was reminiscent of all too many springs and summers long gone by.

A dour day, in all, with Indian summer gone and the drear of winter upcoming.