Winter.Introduces thee, and I am told Thou wearest a long beard, and art old And gray, if rightly I remember. They say thy locks are full of ice, And blue and peaked is thy nose; And on thy cheeks are pearls froze, That 'scaped down from thine eyes. Wrapped in a cloak, close to thy chin, Thou comest prepar'd for sleet and snow; And fearest not tho' Boreas blow__ Forcing himself unwelcomed within Poor-warmed dwellings of poverty: But didst thou cause their misery? ___John W. Beebe
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