The Winter Of The Heart

'Twas v)ien the hollöw autunin wind AViih withorod leares was wroth, I met a maiden, fair and kind, And plightcd her ray trolh. Soon'antumn wind brought winter snow, And ncver we apart ; The season could not cliill the glow Love kindled in eacli heart. But when the hawthorn'fl silver pride Lay scattered round in slioners, My darling irooped, and left my. side To sleep atuong the flowcrs ! Now, whether sprint; puts forth the leaf, Or summer filis the tree, Or autumn binda the yellow shea, 'Tis winter all to me ! iH.clMün iirps.