NO SONGS IN WINTER.
Reading edition
BY T. B. ALDRICH.
I.
The robin and the oriole, The linnet and the wren— When shall I see their fairyships, And hear their songs again?
II.
The wind among the poplar trees, At midnight, makes its moan; The slim red cardinal flowers are dead, And all sweet things are flown!
III.
A great white face looks down from heaven, The great white face of Snow; I cannot sing or morn or even, The demon haunts me so!
IV.
It strikes me dumb, it freezes me, I sing a broken strain— Wait till the robins and the wrens And the linnets come again!