The Month Of Carnival Of All The Year, When Nature Lets The Wild Earth Go Its Way And Spend Whole Seasons On A Single Day. The Spring-Time Holds Her White And Purple Dear; October, Lavish, Flaunts Them Far And Near; The Summer Charily Her Reds Doth Lay Like Jewels On Her Costliest Array; October, Scornful, Burns Them On A Bier. The Winter Hoards His Pearls Of Frost In Sign Of Kingdom: Whiter Pearls Than Winter Knew, Or Empress Wore, In Egypt'S Ancient Line, October, Feasting 'Neath Her Dome Of Blue, Drinks At A Single Draught, Slow Filtered Through Sunshiny Air, As In A Tingling Wine!