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142. M. G. for the U. S.
'Twas yesterday at early dawn
I watched the falling snow;
A drearier scene on winter morn
Was never stretched below.
I watched the falling snow;
A drearier scene on winter morn
Was never stretched below.
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I could not see the mountains round
But I knew by the wild wind's roar
How every drift, in their glens profound
Was deepening ever more—
But I knew by the wild wind's roar
How every drift, in their glens profound
Was deepening ever more—
And then I thought of Ula's bowers
Beyond the southern sea
Her tropic prairies bright with flowers
And rivers wandering free—
Beyond the southern sea
Her tropic prairies bright with flowers
And rivers wandering free—
I thought of many a happy day
Spent in her Eden isle
With my dear comrades, young and gay
All scattered now so far away
But not forgot the while!
Spent in her Eden isle
With my dear comrades, young and gay
All scattered now so far away
But not forgot the while!
Who that has breathed that heavenly air
To northern climes would come
To Gondal's mists and moorlands drear
And sleet and frozen gloom?
To northern climes would come
To Gondal's mists and moorlands drear
And sleet and frozen gloom?
Spring brings the swallow and the lark
But what will winter bring?
Its twilight noons and evenings dark
To match the gifts of spring?
But what will winter bring?
Its twilight noons and evenings dark
To match the gifts of spring?
No, Look with me o'er that sullen main
If thy spirit's eye can see
There are brave ships floating back again
That no calm southern port could chain
From Gondal's stormy sea.
If thy spirit's eye can see
There are brave ships floating back again
That no calm southern port could chain
From Gondal's stormy sea.
O how the hearts of the voyagers beat
To feel the frost-wind blow!
What flower in Ula's gardens sweet
Is worth one flake of snow?
To feel the frost-wind blow!
What flower in Ula's gardens sweet
Is worth one flake of snow?
The blast which almost rends their sail
Is welcome as a friend;
It brings them home, that thundering gale
Home to their journey's end:
Is welcome as a friend;
It brings them home, that thundering gale
Home to their journey's end:
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Home to our souls whose wearying sighs
Lament their absence drear
And feel how bright even winter skies
Would shine if they were here!
Lament their absence drear
And feel how bright even winter skies
Would shine if they were here!
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