Lyrics: Sounds of the Winter

Sounds of the Winter

From The Wassailant (2020)

Sounds of the winter too,
Sunshine upon the mountains – many a distant strain
From cheery railroad train – from nearer field, barn, house,
The whispering air – even the mute crops, garner’d apples, corn,
Children’s and women’s tones – rhythm of many a farmer and of flail,
An old man’s garrulous lips among the rest, Think not we give out yet,
Forth from these snowy hairs we keep up yet the lilt.

Lyrics: Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1891-92 edition)

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