When winter comes 'tis good to sit and dream,
When summer's quickening heat and joys are done
'Tis well if one should find some kindly beam
Stealing thro' mists from that once ardent sun.
Dull days hold less of gloom, less of regret,
And Spring can surely not be far away,
When Winter skies hold out a promise yet
In one consoling ray.
But when that winter comes that comes at all,
Life's Winter with no smiling Spring behind,
Surely, whenever kindly sunbeams fall
These, in the warming rays a place shall find,
While human sympathy still softly gleams,
And Charity thro' Winter's murk still glows,
Surely a ray shall warm those old, old dreams
As hopeless Winter goes.
First published in The Herald, 31 March 1930
Author reference sites: C.J. Dennis, Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
When summer's quickening heat and joys are done
'Tis well if one should find some kindly beam
Stealing thro' mists from that once ardent sun.
Dull days hold less of gloom, less of regret,
And Spring can surely not be far away,
When Winter skies hold out a promise yet
In one consoling ray.
But when that winter comes that comes at all,
Life's Winter with no smiling Spring behind,
Surely, whenever kindly sunbeams fall
These, in the warming rays a place shall find,
While human sympathy still softly gleams,
And Charity thro' Winter's murk still glows,
Surely a ray shall warm those old, old dreams
As hopeless Winter goes.
First published in The Herald, 31 March 1930
Author reference sites: C.J. Dennis, Austlit, Australian Dictionary of Biography, Australian Poetry Library
See also.
