A Concert⁠—Impromptu

To us it is a pleasing sight,
To see so many here to night;
All listening with so much delight
Unto those worthy men of might
The charming songsters, Brothers White.

Gardner told a sad tale of woe,
How he was oft o’erwhelmed in snow;
But was he frightened? no! no!! no!!!
He onward cheerfully did go,
And though that he did freeze his cheek
The fire side he did never seek.
But straight went onward, in his course,
So happy, driving his good horse,
And merrily along the way
The bells did ring around his sleigh.