Dartmouth Winter-Song

Richard Hovey

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HO, a song by the fire!
(Pass the pipes, fill the bowl!)
Ho, a song by the fire!
—With a skoal!…
For the wolf wind is whining in the doorways,
And the snow drifts deep along the road,
And the ice-gnomes are marching from their Norways,
And the great white cold walks abroad.
(Boo-oo-o! pass the bowl!)
For here by the fire
We defy frost and storm.
Ha, ha! we are warm
And we have our hearts’ desire;
For here ’s four good fellows
And the beechwood and the bellows,
And the cup is at the lip
In the pledge of fellowship.

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