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Poem by Charles Mackay
Winter
When the tempests fly
O'er the cloudy sky,
And the piping blast sings wearily,
O! sweet is the mirth
Of the social hearth,
Where the flames are blazing cheerily.
The moonbeam bright
Of the summer night
Shineth but sad and wearily,
But jolly's the glow
Where the wine-cups flow,
And the bright fire blazes cheerily.
Let the storms without,
In their midnight rout,
Howl through the casement drearily,
We're merry within,
Round the blazing linn,
Where the wine-cup circles cheerily.
Charles Mackay
Poem Theme: Winter
Charles Mackay's other poems:- What Might Be Done
- Mary and Lady Mary
- The Three Preachers
- The Vision of Mockery
- Street Companions
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Robert Southey Winter ("A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee") Samuel Johnson Winter ("No more the morn with tepid rays") Dante Rossetti Winter ("How large that thrush looks on the bare thorn-tree!") William Morris Winter ("I am Winter, that do keep") William Shakespeare Winter ("When icicles hang by the wall") George Russell Winter ("A DIAMOND glow of winter o’er the world") Robert Burns Winter ("THE wintry wast extends his blast") Janet Hamilton Winter ("Loud blaw the wild an' wintry win's") Anne Hunter Winter ("Behold the gloomy tyrant’s awful form") John Lapraik Winter ("STERN Winter comes, with threat’ning frown") Henry Alford Winter ("Had I the wondrous magic to invest") Edith Nesbit Winter ("HOLD your hands to the blaze") Archibald Lampman Winter ("The long days came and went; the riotous bees")
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