Ellen L. Warren; In Memoriam (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: WINTER. WHEN SHE WAS ILL.] Cold Winter is coming, with frost and with snow, And oh, the cold winds, how they whistle and blow Look out for your ears, and your nose, and your toes, When old Father Winter his rude bellows blows. Old Winter is cruel, he regards not the tear Of the widow and orphan, when no fire is near; Their weeping and wailing he will not regard; Sure, old Daddy Winter, thy heart must be hard The trees are all stripped of their leaves, once so green, And nothing but whiteness and snow are now seen; The flowers have faded beneath his cold breath, And have scattered their leaves and lay circled in death. Now listen and hear him, with voice loud and shrill, He has clasped his cold arras 'round the oak on the hill; Ah see what a struggle; hark hear what a crash; He has thrown down the oak. and its all gone to- smash. Old Winter is busy by night and by day; He locks up the river, the lake, and the bay; He laughs at your fires, makes sport of your stoves, . While the icicles hang at the end of his nose. Dash away, Daddy Winter your time's very short : Three months, at the longest, will close up your sport I So pack up your duds, for the boll will soon ring To announce a new visitor, called by name, Spring. 1842. A LETTEK TO MY COUSIN. Dear Cousin, I have been contemplating long, To answer your letter in a little song; I hope that my tardiness you will excuse, And list to the thinkings of my honest muse. We received your letter, (it was indeed kind, ) All eagerly hoping that in it we'd find The news that our dearest and much loved friend, Would come to Verona the summer to spend. You speak of the visit, and joy 'tis to me To fancy how soon our kind friends we shall see; Our much loved Mr. Hall, and ou...