Song
I
I was very cold
In the summer weather;
The sun shone all his gold,
But I was very cold-
Alone, we were grown old,
Love and I together!-
Oh, but I was cold
In the summer weather!
II
Sudden I grew warmer,
When the brooks were frozen:-
“To be angry is to harm her,”
I said, and straight grew warmer.
“Better men, the charmer
Knows at least a dozen!”-
I said, and straight grew warmer,
Though the brooks were frozen.
III
Spring sits on her nest-
Daisies and white clover;
And my heart at rest
Lies in the spring’s young nest:
My love she loves me best,
And the frost is over!
Spring sits on her nest-
Daisies and white clover!
George Macdonald.