Hark! how the wintry tempest raves,
Along the frozen plain–
Dark, dark the lowering clouds above,
And fast descends the rain.
But, lady! now a deeper gloom
Surrounds thy lover’s soul,
And wilder floods of grief and woe,
Around his spirit roll.
(James Avis Bartley)
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