Rensselaer Republican, Volume 21, Number 11, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 November 1888 — I CHIDE NOT AT THE SEASONS. [ARTICLE]

I CHIDE NOT AT THE SEASONS.

I chide not at the seasons; lor U Spring With hackward look refuses to be lair. My love even more than April makes me sing, And heart May blossoms in the bleak March air. Should summer lull its tryst, or June delay To wreathe my porch wjih roses red and pale. Her breath is sweeter than the new-mown hay. Her touch more clinging than the woodbine - trail Let Autumn like a spendthrift waste the year, And reap no harvest; savethe fallfn leaves. My Love still, ripeueth, though she grows not sere. And smiles enthroned on myd*lled-up sheaves. And, last, when miser Winter docks the days, She warms my hearth and keeps my hopes

ablazj.

Alfred Austin