Alive in the Snow - An 1877 Poem
By Alice Carey.
- The leaves are falling and fading.
- The winds are rough and wild,
- The birds have ceased their calling :
- But let me tell you, my child :
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- 'Though day by day, as it closes,
- Doth darker and colder grow,
- The roots of the bright red roses
- Will keep alive under the snow.
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- And when the winter is over,
- The boughs will get new leaves,
- The quail come back to the clover,
- And the swallow back to the eaves.
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- The robin will appear on his bosom
- A vest that is bright and new,
- And the loveliest way side blossom
- Will shine with the sun and dew.
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- So, when some dear joy loses
- Its beauteous summer glow,
- Think how the roots of the roses
- Are kept alive in the snow.
March 28, 1877. Clearfield Republican 18(13): 2, new series.