IS not the contrast fortunate? Without, the night so desolate; Within, this cheerful @3tete-a-tete@1, Here by the fire. For years we've sat together here, And you are better every year; You bring the smile, you dry the tear, And you inspire. A glowing heart, a taste refined, My solacer, I daily find Of all that's soothing, sweet, and kind, A type in you. For colors that your dark cheeks wear, For grace of form, who can compare? Ah, no! there's none that's half so fair, My pipe, as you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAND FLESH AND SKY by CLARENCE MAJOR MOUNTAIN VALLEY by MALCOLM COWLEY |