ELIZABETH ROBERTS MACDONALD
SING a song of Spring-time!Catkins by the brook,Adders-tongues uncounted,Ferns in every nook;The cataract on the hillsideLeaping like a fawn;Sing a song of Spring-time,—Ah, but Spring-time's gone!Sing a song of Summer!Flowers among the grass,Clouds like fairy frigates,Pools like looking-glass,Moonlight through the branches,Voices on the lawn;Sing a song of summer,—Ah, but Summer's gone!Sing a song of Autumn!Grain in golden sheaves,Woodbine's crimson clustersRound the cottage eaves,Days of crystal clearness,Frosted fields at dawn;Sing a song of Autumn,—Ah, but Autumn's gone!Sing a song of Winter!North-wind's bitter chill,Home and ruddy firelight,Kindness and good-will,Hemlock in the churches,Daytime soon withdrawn;Sing a song of Winter,—Ah, but Winter's gone!Sing a song of loving!Let the seasons go;Hearts can make their gardensUnder sun or snow;Fear no fading blossom,Nor the dying day;Sing a song of loving,—That will last for aye!
SING a song of Spring-time!Catkins by the brook,Adders-tongues uncounted,Ferns in every nook;The cataract on the hillsideLeaping like a fawn;Sing a song of Spring-time,—Ah, but Spring-time's gone!Sing a song of Summer!Flowers among the grass,Clouds like fairy frigates,Pools like looking-glass,Moonlight through the branches,Voices on the lawn;Sing a song of summer,—Ah, but Summer's gone!Sing a song of Autumn!Grain in golden sheaves,Woodbine's crimson clustersRound the cottage eaves,Days of crystal clearness,Frosted fields at dawn;Sing a song of Autumn,—Ah, but Autumn's gone!Sing a song of Winter!North-wind's bitter chill,Home and ruddy firelight,Kindness and good-will,Hemlock in the churches,Daytime soon withdrawn;Sing a song of Winter,—Ah, but Winter's gone!Sing a song of loving!Let the seasons go;Hearts can make their gardensUnder sun or snow;Fear no fading blossom,Nor the dying day;Sing a song of loving,—That will last for aye!
SING a song of Spring-time!Catkins by the brook,Adders-tongues uncounted,Ferns in every nook;The cataract on the hillsideLeaping like a fawn;Sing a song of Spring-time,—Ah, but Spring-time's gone!
SING a song of Spring-time!
Catkins by the brook,
Adders-tongues uncounted,
Ferns in every nook;
The cataract on the hillside
Leaping like a fawn;
Sing a song of Spring-time,—
Ah, but Spring-time's gone!
Sing a song of Summer!Flowers among the grass,Clouds like fairy frigates,Pools like looking-glass,Moonlight through the branches,Voices on the lawn;Sing a song of summer,—Ah, but Summer's gone!
Sing a song of Summer!
Flowers among the grass,
Clouds like fairy frigates,
Pools like looking-glass,
Moonlight through the branches,
Voices on the lawn;
Sing a song of summer,—
Ah, but Summer's gone!
Sing a song of Autumn!Grain in golden sheaves,Woodbine's crimson clustersRound the cottage eaves,Days of crystal clearness,Frosted fields at dawn;Sing a song of Autumn,—Ah, but Autumn's gone!
Sing a song of Autumn!
Grain in golden sheaves,
Woodbine's crimson clusters
Round the cottage eaves,
Days of crystal clearness,
Frosted fields at dawn;
Sing a song of Autumn,—
Ah, but Autumn's gone!
Sing a song of Winter!North-wind's bitter chill,Home and ruddy firelight,Kindness and good-will,Hemlock in the churches,Daytime soon withdrawn;Sing a song of Winter,—Ah, but Winter's gone!
Sing a song of Winter!
North-wind's bitter chill,
Home and ruddy firelight,
Kindness and good-will,
Hemlock in the churches,
Daytime soon withdrawn;
Sing a song of Winter,—
Ah, but Winter's gone!
Sing a song of loving!Let the seasons go;Hearts can make their gardensUnder sun or snow;Fear no fading blossom,Nor the dying day;Sing a song of loving,—That will last for aye!
Sing a song of loving!
Let the seasons go;
Hearts can make their gardens
Under sun or snow;
Fear no fading blossom,
Nor the dying day;
Sing a song of loving,—
That will last for aye!