Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
The Approach of Winter, by Barry Cornwall
[...]
To diamonds turns the winter rime,
And lends a glory to the time!
Such days, — when old friends meet together,
Are worth a score of mere spring weather
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2023/12/the-approach-of-winter-barry-cornwall.html

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George J. Dance wrote:
>
> Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
> The Approach of Winter, by Barry Cornwall
> [...]
> To diamonds turns the winter rime,
> And lends a glory to the time!
> Such days, — when old friends meet together,
> Are worth a score of mere spring weather
> [...]
> https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2023/12/the-approach-of-winter-barry-cornwall.html

> #pennyspoems

Another good read, thnx G.D.

On Saturday, December 2, 2023 at 4:08:58 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Saturday, December 2, 2023 at 3:20:09 PM UTC-5, Faraway Star wrote:
> > NancyGene wrote:
> > >
> > > "The Approach of Winter"
> > > by Barry Cornwall (i.e. Bryan Waller Procter)
> > >
> > > "Winter cold is coming on;
> > > No more calls the cuckoo:
> > > No more doth the music gush
> > > From the silver-throated thrush:
> > > No more now at “evening pale,”
> > > Singeth sad the nightingale;
> > > Nor the blackbird on the lawn;
> > > Nor the lark at dewy dawn:
> > > Time hath wove' his songs anew.
> > > No more young and dancing measures:
> > > No more budding flowery pleasures:
> > > All is over,—all forgot;
> > > Save by me, who loved them not.
> > >
> > > Winter white is coming on;
> > > And I love his coming:
> > > What, though winds the fields have shorn,—
> > > What, though earth is half forlorn,—
> > > Not a berry on the thorn,—
> > > Not an insect humming;
> > > Pleasure never can be dead;
> > > Beauty cannot hide her head!
> > > Look! in what fantastic showers,
> > > The snow flings down her feathered flowers,
> > > Or whirls about, in drunken glee,
> > > Kissing its love, the holly tree.
> > > Behold! the Sun himself comes forth,
> > > And sends his beams from south to north,—
> > > To diamonds turns the winter rime,
> > > And lends a glory to the time!
> > > Such days,—when old friends meet together,
> > > Are worth a score of mere spring weather;
> > > And hark!—the merry bells awake;
> > > They clamour blithely for our sake!
> > >
> > > The clock is sounding from the tower,
> > > “Four”—“five”—'tis now—'s dinner—hour!
> > > Come on,—I see his table spread,—
> > > The sherry,—the claret rosy red,
> > > The champagne sparkling in the light,—
> > > By Bacchus! we'll be wise to-night!"
> > > ---------------
> > >
> > > From "English Songs, and Other Small Poems" by Barry Cornwall (aka Bryan Waller Procter), p. 68, Chapman and Hall, London, 1851.
> > >
> > > It's a little-known fact that these songs can be sung to the music of "Dark Side of the Moon."
> >
> > Ha ha... you really LUV the blog posts by G.D. don't yuh, Nancy G...?
> >
> > "Tear in your eye."
> >
> > On Saturday, December 2, 2023 at 1:25:16 PM UTC-5, George J. wrote:
> >
> > Posted first by G.D. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
> > > Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
> > > The Approach of Winter, by Barry Cornwall
> > > [...]
> > > To diamonds turns the winter rime,
> > > And lends a glory to the time!
> > > Such days, — when old friends meet together,
> > > Are worth a score of mere spring weather
> > > [...]
> > > https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2023/12/the-approach-of-winter-barry-cornwall.html
> > >
> > > #pennyspoems
> > ***
> NancyGene is indeed in a tizzy again today.
>
> 🙂

Good riddance to that one