See, Thaliarch mine, how, white with snow,
Soracte mocks the sullen sky;
How, groaning loud, the woods are bowed,
And chained with frost the rivers lie.
Pile, pile the logs upon the hearth;
We’ll melt away the envious cold:
And, better yet, sweet friend, we’ll wet
Our whistles with some four-year-old.
Commit all else unto the gods,
Who, when it pleaseth them, shall bring
To fretful deeps and wooded steeps
The mild, persuasive grace of Spring.
Let not To-morrow, but To-day,
Your ever active thoughts engage;
Frisk, dance, and sing, and have your fling,
Unharmed, unawed of crabbed Age.
Let’s steal content from Winter’s wrath,
And glory in the artful theft,
That years from now folks shall allow
‘T was cold indeed when we got left.
So where the whisperings and the mirth
Of girls invite a sportive chap,
Let’s fare awhile,–aha, you smile;
You guess my meaning,–_verbum sap_.
(Eugene Field)
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