The garden asleep still holds its charm. 
The sun-dial will presently tell us that 
it is spring, whose certain coming the 
Roses and the Cedars, ever alive under 
their chill covering, serenely await 
Again the Evergreen plays a 
“star” part, carrying over 
through the winter season 
a welcome note of summer green 
How comparatively sub- 
dued the belligerent Bar- 
berry looks with soft masses 
of snow piled atop. It 
scarcely seems the same 
hedge as the one just op- 
posite though it really is 
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