Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

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Gentle Spring! in sunshine clad, &nbsp Well dost thou thy power display! For Winter maketh the light heart sad, &nbsp And thou, thou makest the sad heart gay. He sees thee, and calls to his gloomy train, The sleet, and the snow, and the wind, and the rain; And they shrink away, and they flee in fear, &nbsp When thy merry step draws near. Winter giveth the fields and the trees, so old, &nbsp Their beards of icicles and snow; And the rain, it raineth so fast and cold, &nbsp We must cower over the embers low; And, snugly housed from the wind and weather, Mope like birds that are changing feather. But the storm retires, and the sky grows clear, &nbsp When thy merry step draws near. Winter maketh the sun in the gloomy sky &nbsp Wrap him round with a mantle of cloud; But, Heaven be praised, thy step is nigh; &nbsp Thou tearest away the mournful shroud, And the earth looks bright, and Winter surly, Who has toiled for naught both late and early, Is banished afar by the new-born year, &nbsp When thy merry step draws near.

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Writers: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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