“ ’Mid scatter’d foliage, pale and sere,1
Thy kindly floweret cheers the gloom ;2
And offers to the waning year3
The tribute of its golden bloom.4
“ Beneath November’s clouded sky,5
In chill December’s stormy hours,6
Thy blossom meets the traveller’s eye,7
Gay as the buds of summer bowers.8
“ Flower of the dark and wintry day !9
Emblem of friendship ! thee I hail !10
Blooming when others fade away,11
And brightest when their hues grow
pale.”12
pale.”12