Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WINTER-SONG, by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR



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First Line: Oh, who would be sad tho' the sky be a-graying
Last Line: For winter's white birds here's a cheery heigho!
Subject(s): Winter


OH, who would be sad tho' the sky be a-graying,
And meadow and woodlands are empty and bare;
For softly and merrily now there come playing,
The little white birds thro' the winter-kissed air.

The squirrel's enjoying the rest of the thrifty,
He munches his store in the old hollow tree;
Tho' cold is the blast and the snow-flakes are drifty
He fears the white flock not a whit more than we.

Chorus:

Then heigho for the flying snow!
Over the whitened roads we go,
With pulses that tingle,
And sleigh-bells a-jingle
For winter's white birds here's a cheery heigho!





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