WINTER'S tune is up, Spring is almost here; Fourteen counties smile To greet the greening year: Countless stage-struck buds Wait their turn as leaves— Nature in Vermont Never gets the peeves. Mansfield and The Hump Bore the Winter well; Both stand up as straight As when the first snow fell: Winooski and Lamoille Sprint the best they can— All good things will come With the hired man. E'en the crow's raw note Doesn't sound so bad; Devil though he is He seems a little glad; Listen how "the cars" Make a different sound, Seems as though the wheels Are glad they're going 'round. Hay will soon be cheap; Soon the robins build; Nothing much but sleds And sleighs are winter-killed; Soon the plow will grinch Through the green-sward piece, And the crying cart Get a slap of grease. Winter wan't so tough! Smelt for breakfast food; Now the syrup tastes 'Zactly jest as good; Tomaters up in-doors, Gardens half-way dry— Nothing ails Vermont When the sun runs high. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHRISTMAS CAROL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CHRISTMAS DAY IN THE WORKHOUSE by GEORGE ROBERT SIMS A BALLAD OF LIFE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE LACHRYMATORY by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER AT LAST by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE SWISS EMIGRANT by LUCY AIKEN |