Now Time throws off his cloak again <br />Of ermined frost, and cold and rain, <br />And clothes him in the embroidery <br />Of glittering son and clear blue sky. <br />With beast and bird the forest rings, <br />Each in his jargon cries or sings; <br />And Time throws off his cloak again <br />Of ermined frost, and cold and rain. <br /> <br />River, and fount, and tinkling brook <br />Wear in their dainty livery <br />Drops of silver jewelry; <br />In new-made suit they merry look; <br />And Time throws off his cloak again <br />Of ermined frost, and cold and rain.<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/renouveau-from-the-french/
