Familiar Quotations / A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to / Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature

by Unknown

With winds and clouds and changing skies;

I hear the rushing of the blast

That through the snowy valley flies.

March.

But 'neath yon crimson tree

Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame,

Nor mark, within its roseate canopy,

Her blush of maiden shame.

Autumn Woods.

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,