Wintry Desert
The wind blows cold
The sky pale grey
The sun hidden.
Winter comes to the desert.
Snow falls in the mountains
Frosting them icy white
A beautiful sight against the palm trees.
The Parting Cup
Of all the money I ever had,
I spent it good company.
And, all the harm I have ever done,
Alas, it was none to, but me.
And all i have done, for lack of wit,
To memory now, I cannot recall.
So fill me the parting glass,
Good night an joy to you all.
Of all the friends I have had,
They are sorry for my going away.
And, al the sweethearts that I have ever had,
They want me to stay one more day.
But, since it fell unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should stay.
I gently rise and I’ll softly call,
Good night and joy to you all.