All the dolesome rain and wintry wail,
Rings from upland air
Forth to many a clime,
"Oh, how wond'rous fair
Is the glad spring-time!"
When the glaciers quail 'neath hot sunbeams,
And all Nature into life doth spring—
When from mountain-sides gush forth cool streams,
And with sounds of glee the forests ring—
Fragrant zephyrs too