THE CLOSE OF THE YEAR.
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The CLOSE OF THE YEAR.
Fhe flow'rs were all faded, the branches were
bare,
fhe foliage was fed, and its beauty was scar:
fhe first falling snow futtered light in the air,
Md December's chill gales sigh'd the knell oil
the year.
fhe roses had wither'd, no fragrance was there,
fhe woodbine was leaAess and lonely and drear
While closer and fonder around the proud oak,
flung the vine as the winds moan'd the close oi
the year.


70 my favorite bow'r where oft had repaird,
When by Summer oppressed, and its GOODNESS was
dear:


bent my sad steps fond farewell to breathe,
o the glories Of Summer the pride Of the year.
Where so lately the bee and the butterfly rov'd:
How chang'd was the bloom, the hue, oh how


drear!
wept at the sight, while the leaves as they mov'd
Whispered weep not for us, It's the close of tn.


year.


oon the storms of the winter shall pass, and thu


spring


b its beauty and freshness and fragrance appear
this bow'r, how'r embosom'd no longer thou'l,


mourn,


Per the gloom that envelopes the close Of the


year.


sven thou too must die, and thy beauty shalt fade
n thy winter, the grave. sinks thy glory SO dear
ct thou shalt arise, and in splendour rcnew'J,
longer weep over the close Of the year.