One Afternoon In Winter.Pertly at the most entrancing Of our peerless maidens fair, Waits to meet her, more than willing,__ Cold her mien, his ardor chilling, Like a breath of wintry air. Steps he forward, like a hero; Flash her eyes,__his heart's at zero; How the bitter cold doth bite! Move his lips, but scarce a lisp, ere Words are frozen to a whisper,__ How the blasting blizzard smites! vealy youth. ___David Hamilton Robinson
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