This way to Winter

Day by day

The sun's broad beam

Fades away

By a golden gleam;

Hark on the cliff

How the sea-gulls scream!

Eve by eve

The wind more drear

Stays to grieve

That the winter's near;

Hark how the crisp leaves

Dart and fleer!

Night by night

The shade grows dense,

And the cold starlight

Beams more intense;

Hark how the beggar boy

Asks for pence!

Get you out

Your muffler grey,

Your boots so stout,

And your great-coat, pray.

And put on your gloves,

'Tis a hardy day.