Show Us Your Pretty Face

The snowdrifts gone from winter long except for shadowed edges traced The snow! The snow! The cold be gone! Show us your pretty face... Oh, fear not heady breaths of frost, the icy teeth from sill displaced the glare of arctic bite is lost Show us your pretty face... Oh, come my lovely dreamer shake from 'neath the sleepy veils of lace Oh, raise your crown; from slumber wake Show us your pretty face... I wonder is your smile on lips of lavender and sun-sweet grace and are your eyes like saffron tips Show us your pretty face... Oh, for the face of Spring I long the crocus nestled in her place Oh, beckoner of robin's song show us your pretty face...