"Summer girls they sure are fun 

Get so golden in the sun"

from Summer Girls

as sung by Blue Rodeo

Faded flowers and the last of the summer girls

at a family BBQ Tuesday night.

"I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,

And live alone in the bee-loud glade."

from The Lake Isle of Innisfree

by William Butler Yeats