 | The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley |  |
1913
SNOW IN THE AIR
Snow is in the air—
Chill in blood and vein,—
Winter everywhere
Save in heart and brain!
Ho! the happy year will be
Mimic as we've found it,—
Head of it—and you, and me—
With the holly round it!
Chill in blood and vein,—
Winter everywhere
Save in heart and brain!
Ho! the happy year will be
Mimic as we've found it,—
Head of it—and you, and me—
With the holly round it!
Frost and sleet, alack!—
Wind as bleak as wrath
Whips our faces back
As we foot the path;—
But the year—from there to here—
Copy as we've found it,—
Heart up—like the head, my dear,
With the holly round it!
Wind as bleak as wrath
Whips our faces back
As we foot the path;—
But the year—from there to here—
Copy as we've found it,—
Heart up—like the head, my dear,
With the holly round it!
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