How Spring and Winter Met
The Winter and the Spring were met:
The Winter threw a fleecy net,
And caught the young Spring over night.
He put to sleep the budding tree
Within a cloister dim and white;
And the little golden crocus flower,
That comes too early for the bee,
He hid away from sunrise hour.
The brook was conscious of his power
And lost its trick of babbling words.
But Spring awoke, despite his craft,
And out of windows looked and laughed.
At first he set to sing all birds,
With twittering voices small and clear,
And bade them say they felt no grief
To find the snow and mildewed leaf
Heaped up in nests they built last year.
Then found a crystal alcove high
The bluebird carolled to the sky.
The robin whistled cheer, good cheer!
The sparrow rung his matin bells,
And far away in reedy dells
The quail a friendly greeting sent.
Then was the stifled pine not loth
To shuffle off the dull white sloth;
Then leaped the brook by icy stair,
And snapped his fetters as he went;
The sun shone out most full and fair,
And Winter rose and struck his tent.
Edith M. Thomas.
First page of Acknowledgments—Edinburg amended to Edinburgh—“To T. C. and E. C. Jack of Edinburgh...”
Second page of Acknowledgments—Procter amended to Proctor—”... James Russell Lowell, Edna Dean Proctor,...”
Second page of —Horatio amended to Horatia—”... Juliana Horatia Ewing...”
Third page of —Spring and Winter reversed—“How Spring and Winter Met...”
Page 19—Parain amended to Parian—”... On coop or kennel he hangs Parian wreaths;...”
Page 52—truely amended to truly—“I have told you truly who she is.”
Page 75—place amended to placed—”... they are placed alternately on each side...”
Page 279—stone amended to stove—“I went under the stove and could lie down...”
Page 360—hop-vine amended to hop-bine—”... and a long ripe hop-bine trailing after him...”