The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1892-02-24
Winter scenes.

OIu Winter EDlu uANhNh SAA--S
vast realm through;
Snow-crowned are wales and hills
At every view;
Ice letters creeks and rills
And rivers, too.
Warmth from the world seems fed;
No song bird cheersi
All vegetation's dead
Or so appears,
While from the sky o'erhead
Fall crystal tears.
Yes, bound in winters clutch,
90 icy cold.
Arc buds that prom sc much
Autumnal gold,
When, thro' springs gentle touch,
They shall unfold.
But change is daily wrought
Our lives TO cheer,
Or make the gloomy thought
That strengthens fear,
AS some new scene IS brought
Before us here.
From where your hearth-fre glows
With warmth so mild,
Look out where keenly blows
The wind 50 wild,
Regardless OF the woes
of wants sad child
Down yonder lonely lane,
Shunn'd by the gay,
Where joy to heart or brain
Finds not its way,
Within hovel plain
Wants children stay.
Yes, want and wretchedness
Are near the gay;
Distressed and comfortless
They pass each day;
Gaunt looks their needs confess
And grief portray.
And frankly we confess
The snOw-clad hills
Upon our mind impress
Grave thoughts Of ills
In haunts of wretehedness
That sorrow fills.
Yet down the snow-paved road
By feet steeds drawn
Gay groups, load after load,
With hopes newborn
To some dear friends abode
In sleighs have gone.
There's nothing that annoys
The groups we see
Ofmerry girls and boys
With hearts so free,
Their laughter speaks Of joys
Rare as may be.
As mutiied up so warm,
No fears have they
o! cold or driving storm,
As in their sleiyhs,
Well ROBBED to shield each form,
They speed away.
Now for a change OF scene
The ice-ields view,
Where, though tha air is keen,
More than few
Gay girls aud boys convene
Fer pleasure trac.
With checks with health asiow,
And voice clear,
They gtace OF motion show
As far o. near
They onward eircling 20
Without a fear.
They seem almost TO fly,
So fast they glide,
And with ambition try,
As tho dehed,
TopaSs each other by
With manly pride.
Now comes upon the breezs
\ cold rain storm,
And in the tops of trees
Bright CRYSTALS form
And pendant hang with ease
TIL days are warm.
The cloud-veil of the sky
Awhile Withdrawal,
The sight that greets the eye
Ateve and morn
Wins admiration high,
And not our scorn.
Wealth winters sky Of blue,
In light serene,
There seldom comes 20 view
So grand scene
As forests gem'd anew
In crystal sheen.
No scene in winters light
Exceeieth this;
1t is indeed a sight,
One would not miss
A million sparkles bright,
Where sunbeams kiss!
Now one more scene in view
Is very fair;
A fre-side group, heart-true,
Impressed By care
Old folks and young folks, too,
AL joyous there.
Though for a long. long while
Bleak days have birth,
As though the suns bright smile
Hal left the earth;
Round their hearth's flaming pile
There's joy and mirth.
There, though they task their pow'rs
All through the day
Enjoyed are all the hours
That glide away
As tho outside aSere flowers
Bright as in May.
Their thoughtful minds they use
And good is plann'd;
They read the latest news
From every land,
And useful books pursue
And understand.
The comforts they afford
Knows no recluse;
The earth to crown their board
Doth well produce,
And plenty they have stored
For winter use.
Avoiding what destroyes
Mans happiness,
As surfeit gravely clogs,
They shun excess
And sweeten all LIES joys
With loves caress.
I'M,