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POEMS.
Whien life’s wintry days have fled,
To that spring of endless joys,
By a law eternal led,
The heaven-born bird of passage flies.
*AUTUMN SIGHS.
Come, Nature’s sleep, come, silvery snow,
Life’s solace in the North,
And a shower of downy blossoms throw
O’er the poor, hard-frozen earth.
O’er all the fallen, frost-nipped leaves,
And the withered flow’rets small,
O’er the herbs of the field thy finger weaves
A cold and solemn pall.
It seemeth sad, that snow-white pall,
Yet peace beneath it dwells,
And ’t is ever in peace God worketh all
His wondrous miracles.
The snow shall melt at the breath of spring,
And moisten the lap of earth,
And the germs in her bosom slumbering
Shall wake to sunshine and mirth.
In tears the snow-drift melts away,
The brook makes a tender moan,
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And earth grows green as the soft winds play,
Nor thinks of the days that are gone.
The tree that braved the wintry storm,
With branches bare and brown,
As the brooklets sing in the sunbeam warm,
Puts on its leafy crown.
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