1. greeting

  • A Decanter of Madeira, Aged 86, to George Bancroft, Aged 86, Greeting

    Good master, you and I were born
    In “Teacup days” of hoop and hood,
    And when the silver cue hung down,
    And toasts were drunk, and wine was good;

    When kin of mine (a jolly brood)
    From sideboards looked, and knew full well
    What courage they had given the beau,
    How generous made the blushing belle.

    Ah me! what gossip could I...

    Silas Weir Mitchell

  • The Greeting of the Roses

    We had been long in mountain snow,
    In valleys bleak, and broad, and bare,
    Where only moss and willows grow,
    And no bird wings the silent air.
    And so, when on our downward way
    Wild roses met us, we were glad:
    They were so girlish fair, so gay,
    It seemed the sun had made them mad.

    Hamlin Garland