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A WELCOME TO WINTER.
Young smiling Spring, all clad in green,
Is like a maid in May ; And Summer in July, all sheen,
Is like a lady gay ; Mild Autumn, like a matron chaste,
Brings plenty in September ; And like a pilgrim o'er the waste
Comes Winter in December.
Winter, though old and hoary,
I rejoice at thy approach ! Thou art rich in song and story,
Mirth and glee thou sett'st a-broach ; When thy wrinkled cheek is glowing,
And thy heart is warmed with ale, No youngster's wit more flowing,—
None tells a merrier tale.
The 1 unter welcomes Winter back More gladly than young Spring,
For cheerly then the merry pack-Make vale and forest ring;
Though Winter's wind may blight the flower, And strip the oak-tree tall,
Though leafless Beauty's summer bower, 'Tis merry in the hall.