Ho! ancient friend and honest peddler, Jack, With ruddy face and beard of snowy cast, What cheerful ventures since we saw you last? What trinkets nestle in that bulging pack? Good sooth! We 're glad to see you tripping back, Although your gay lips blow a wintry blast, Most cheering rogue and quaint enthusiast! Come, have you brought a New Year's almanac? Expose your wares; I see some tonics there To paint the cheeks of youth and age with rose; Some tinsel of the mist, as light as air, And curtains woven of translucent snows— But stay, good friend; I 'll take that lively scene Of boys snowballing on the village green! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH A POEM FROM THE EDGE OF AMERICA by JAMES GALVIN AGAINST THE REST OF THE YEAR by JAMES GALVIN DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON QUESTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON O SOUTHLAND! by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ON A PALMETTO by SIDNEY LANIER |