A WINTER’S PRIZE AND SUMMER’S LOSS.
Dark winter came, the piercing blast Hard on my young limbs blew— Unheeded fury, nature cast But cool’d not, this bosom true; The storm may beat its strength on me, I woo it, love when ’tis for thee. Now spring, thy dawning brightness cheers, Soon now She’ll venture forth.— Now will She fly her wintry tears, Her sighs and lonely hearth : The spring is dawning into day. Abroad the glides, she comes this way. G summer of light, wake not yet* No, never on me break l Darkness of winter quickly set, ’Tis thee ! a bride I’ll make; She't come and gone, like seasons past, Like bitter winter, left a blast— No spring, no snmmer, more I’ll see— Winter! I’m ever wed to thee.
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New Zealand Herald and Auckland Gazette, Volume I, Issue 53, 19 February 1842, Page 1 (Supplement)
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130A WINTER’S PRIZE AND SUMMER’S LOSS. New Zealand Herald and Auckland Gazette, Volume I, Issue 53, 19 February 1842, Page 1 (Supplement)
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