Oh! how the glad sun warmed the frozen earth,
Making her pulseless heart to beat again,
Dancing his sunbeams over hill and plain!
Until it seemed like Summer's second birth,
But e'er his orb had even time to dim
The night and cold fell like a pall on him.
Making her pulseless heart to beat again,
Dancing his sunbeams over hill and plain!
Until it seemed like Summer's second birth,
But e'er his orb had even time to dim
The night and cold fell like a pall on him.
AUTUMNAL HOPES
In dark December look to spring,
And learn to hear the robin sing
Upon his unbuilt nest;
In sorrow teach thy lips to say—
I know this pain will pass away,
And I will see 'twas best.
And learn to hear the robin sing
Upon his unbuilt nest;
In sorrow teach thy lips to say—
I know this pain will pass away,
And I will see 'twas best.
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