The Winter Pear

By William Allingham

    Is always Age severe?

      Is never Youth austere?

      Spring-fruits are sour to eat;

      Autumn's the mellow time.

    Nay, very late in the year,

      Short day and frosty rime,

    Thought, like a winter pear,

      Stone-cold in summer's prime,

    May turn from harsh to sweet.