The Seasons

Whuii Winter' ley banda unclup, And ironía and suimvh no inore aro eun- Wheu Nature, once more glad aud ay, Comen lorth bedecked Ui living green - Wlieii Spring In evury opeulug uud, bivaitu-H 'ruund a rragruneeevMywbere,' Aud warblt'rs back lroiii winter uooiuh v lian t merry Ja} tt Ín bulmy alr - I ihink of thee Ï I thtnk of thee : My dearutit muiden, lair and Ireu. Hucü tbou(ht oí thee blds eorrow part, BriíJütí jua oí sprintiuic to ni y hcun : II- S17MMER. When Spring tu Summer glldt awa, And eartit becoiiics a gorduii lair And seuiUH a perltct paradiat, 1 Mid ítoldeu dowcid aiid írarant air- In Bleupy k'ci, by raunuuriu 8tit;am l ii taugkd u ild Uivr ) w.iv , OU LiíWcrllIK llU', lu lllurtr} ilcli, If uuywhere, 1 chanco lo stray - I dreatn of thee I I dream of thee ! My matdt-n dear, no tru lo me. Thy luve and 1 1 fu tar uurur aro Trian ligüt Irom yonder gluaininjí itar, ÍHI- AUTUM.V. When time brlngs round the harvest aye. Ut ripened iruit and golden Bücat- Wlicn rtutumu'ö changing íorm ll ín every tiugcd and vtried Jeaf- y hen Kulden funetítr tlood tbe eky And tlll Uiu tai tii witli gloriou ilght. And inuoii aud stiira, with mellow beam, Make fairylaud wuüin the uight - I lonjt for thee ! I long for ibt;e '. The maidüu who will vec be A juy, a coinlurter divine, Tu cheer ihis loncly hotiriof mine. IV U'lvTi'li. When ahivcrlng Aunnnn fliea away Atdiro NovuiniKírV roggtid blast, Aud wlmry wiudn, fflth deet and chili, Drive i very hopo uway, uL last- When dreary daM, bo dark, fro cold, Come o'er mo wim ilu-ii fuuduuní giooin, Ana every souud and overy thuinht Seema Ueatu'e remiuder ot the tumb- I yearn for thee I I yearn for ihe ! O maideu, come and Cumfort me ! ly ticurt, my Ufe shali be tniue uwn, Mv will Un' toitlMiiin] nf i h v ' Boetoa. Mase , December, 18S4.