Peradventrfre, a Lancelet.
As the Christmas time draws on apace, with
and merrymaking, Shears was greatly' deligh
found the following bit of sentiment in the
erary Monthly.
AT CHRISTMAS TIDE.
At Christmas-tide, across the snow,
The Frost-King comes, and colder grow
The wintry winds which through the
Are murmuring mournful melodies.
Ice-burdened branches bending low
Seem sad to see the daylight go,
And snowbirds hide their heads as thou
They feared the elfin revelries
At Christmas-tied.
But dancing gayly to and fro
Before the hearth whose ruddy glow
Has filled the room, the Yule sprite se
How I have caught the fair Louise
Beneath the mystic mistletoe
At Christmas-tied.
Pastepot, who was so greatly attached to las
•'s Amherst Lit., insisted on quoting from the
•y quote from Morningside. The Critic also tl
s a very pleasing "Song"; and would clearly lov,
er singing of it."
A song lay silent in, my pen
Where yesterday I found it,
Right cozy in its gloomy den,
With a melody wrapped 'round it.
Through all the years 'twas waitin!
To hear the summons of that min
I thought I loved the pen; but no I
THE, SONG.