e. e. Cummings Poem

SKATING

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Spring is past, and Summer’s past,
Autumn’s come, and going;
Weather seems as though at last
We might get some snowing.
Spring was good, and Summer better,
But the best of all is waiting,—
Madame Winter—don’t forget her.—
       O
               You
                     Skating!

Spring we welcomed when we met,
Summer was a blessing;
Autumn points to school, but yet
Let’s be acquiescing.
Spring had many precious pleasures;
Winter’s on a different rating;
She has greater, richer treasures,—
       O
               You
                     Skating!

Gleam of ice, and glint of steel,
Jolly, snappy weather;
Glide on ice and joy of zeal,
All, alone, together.
Fickle Spring! Who can imprint her?—
Faithless while she’s captivating;
Here’s to trusty Madame Winter.—
       O
               You
                      Skating!

METAMORPHOSIS
BALLAD OF THE SCHOLAR’S LAMENT

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