Samuel Lover

Where's the snow
That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow?

Where's the snow
That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow?

Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.

Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.

"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.

"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.

I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all thy fairy dells,
And if I find the charmed leaves, oh, how read more

I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all thy fairy dells,
And if I find the charmed leaves, oh, how I'll weave my spells!

There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy read more

There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.