CMP Review 2026-02-13

February 13, 2026

A Winter’s Scene

Winter’s breath sweeps, chill as death,

O’er the blue lake’s rippling waves.

And charms asleep the haughty deep,

O’er its thousand unseen caves.

The fir-tree’s deathless robe of green

Is glistening with its silvery sheen,

From the frost king’s regalia flung,

Like starry gems, its leaves among;

And the laugh and song are borne along

The pure, unsullied air,

From the young and gay, who keep holiday,

With the merry skaters there.

Away! away! through each graceful turn

Of that strange, exciting scene.

See how their fair cheeks glow and burn,

As they wheel and glide between,

With the soft fur coat up round each throat—

The thoughtful mother’s care;

And the gloves so warm—they repel like a charm

The chilling frosty air.

Isabella Whiteford Rogerson (1859/1860, died 1905, St John’s, Newfoundland, Canada)

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