English poem
To My Wife
by Edward James Mortimer Collins (1827–1876)
Fast falls the snow, O lady mine! Sprinkling the lawn with crystals fine; But, by the gods, we won't repine, While we're together! We'll chat and rhyme, and kiss and dine, Defying weather.
So stir the fire and pour the wine, And let those sea-green eyes divine Pour their love-madness into mine; I don't care whether 'Tis snow or sun, or rain or shine, If we're together.