Show THE Old Ellery when the weather was K When the sunlight was bubbling and sparkling like When the skies were as bright as the of boys And the day seemed to be running over with Would squint at the sky and y K drink in the fresh air a look of distrust and be t i moved to may think it's but 1 Winter B ye we pay for this fine weather Ellery when the Autumn was long And the birds tarried late and the open brook's song In November heard and the big yellow moon Made the fields near as light as the sun did at When ho earth was aflame with its yellow and Would look with distrust and a shake of his human this here kind of 1 bet ye ketch it by Ellery when the winds whistled f When the snow lay knee deep all tho fences the boards creaked and p snapped in the walk down the When the wires sang with frost and the limbs hung with Would tramp down the street with a challenge so grim In his eyes as though this had been ordered for him by that th Winter I ye we'd pay fer that fine weather J. W. Foley in the New York |