Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862)/Bitter for Sweet

by Christina Georgina Rossetti

BITTER FOR SWEET.

Summer is gone with all its roses,
Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,
Its warm air and refreshing showers:
And even Autumn closes.

Yea, Autumn's chilly self is going,
And winter comes which is yet colder;
Each day the hoar-frost waxes bolder
And the last buds cease blowing.