Where's The Snow That Fell The Year

Where's The Snow That Fell The Year That's Fled--where's The Snow?

A Baby Was Sleeping, Its Mother Was Weeping.

My Hearing Has Suffered Seriously; Just Now I Am Obliged To Have The Assistance Of An Ear Trumpet. Think Of That, My Beauty! - There 's A State For Your Old Lover To Be In! - No More Tender Whisperings! Imagine Sweet Confessions To Be Made Through An Ear Trumpet!

Reproof On Her Lip, But A Smile In Her Eye.

There Was A Place In Childhood That I Remember Well, And There A Voice Of Sweetest Tone Bright Fairy Tales Did Tell.