L TO THE SNOWDROP. IKE pendant flakes of vegetating snow, The early herald of the infant year, Ere yet the adventurous crocus dares to blow, While still the cold north-east ungenial lours, Yet when those pallid blossoms shall give place So journeying onward in life's varying track, Charlotte Smith. THE MOON. A TRANSLATED FROM HOMER. S when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene, Pope. C |