 | The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth |  |
YES OR NO.
The groves their vernal sweets have lost,
No blossoms now perfume the gale,
The lawns are silvered o'er with frost,
And autumn lingers in the vale.
But do the seasons, as they roll,
Affect the heart with joy and wo?
Can autumn thus depress the soul:
Or spring elate it?—Yes, or no?
No blossoms now perfume the gale,
The lawns are silvered o'er with frost,
And autumn lingers in the vale.
But do the seasons, as they roll,
Affect the heart with joy and wo?
Can autumn thus depress the soul:
Or spring elate it?—Yes, or no?
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The grove again shall yield its shade,
And vernal sweets perfume the gale,
The modest violet deck the glade,
And richest verdure clothe the vale.
But will the flower of hope survive,
And gain from spring a brighter glow?
A smile, sweet maid, would bid it thrive,
Wilt thou bestow it?—Yes, or no?
And vernal sweets perfume the gale,
The modest violet deck the glade,
And richest verdure clothe the vale.
But will the flower of hope survive,
And gain from spring a brighter glow?
A smile, sweet maid, would bid it thrive,
Wilt thou bestow it?—Yes, or no?
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