Sonnet

Happy 'twill be upon some future day,
Some welcome winter day of frost and snow.
When with the cold the Sun's round face shall glow
Cheerful and ruddy as a boy's at play: —
If in some window-seat that o'er the Bay
Peeps calmly out, and o'er the rocks below —
Some modest oriel round whose casements grow
The pyracantha's crimson berries gay, —
If we behold our children's eyes display
Delighted wonder, and their glad looks show
How they would love with rapid feet to go
O'er each white field and pictured snow-fill'd way,
That in this book make Winter smile like May,
And Christmas gleam like Christmas long ago.
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