Winter and the birds

Winter doth come at the close of the year,

And the birds fly away.

The earth is asleep

Whilst the air doth weep snowflakes all the year.

Wise men tell us in their wisdom:

"Birds bid us goodbye.

Frighten'd by the stormy weather

And the wintry sky."

Birds fly away at the close of the year.

And then winter appears.

The earth is alone

Now the birds are flown, hence her tears.

Thus the poet tells the story:

"Winter is the sigh

Of the earth left sad and dreary.

At the birds' goodbye."