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A MEMORY OF WINTER.
Changing the forest to a sea
Flecked with white sails.
Flecked with white sails.
Over each savage, black-browed rock,
Climb crystal flowers,—
Wild lily-cup, and holly-hock,
From winter's bowers;
And on the hillside, by the spring,
Rise pillared fanes,
Gorgeous enough for reigning king
And all his thanes.
Climb crystal flowers,—
Wild lily-cup, and holly-hock,
From winter's bowers;
And on the hillside, by the spring,
Rise pillared fanes,
Gorgeous enough for reigning king
And all his thanes.
A silence steals upon the earth;
The snow-mists flee;
The winds wake unto stronger birth
Their minstrelsy;
Their organ bass on high they shriek
Through the cold sky,
Rending the dismal silence bleak
With their wild cry.
The snow-mists flee;
The winds wake unto stronger birth
Their minstrelsy;
Their organ bass on high they shriek
Through the cold sky,
Rending the dismal silence bleak
With their wild cry.
Forth from their prisons peep the stars,
Like frightened girls
When battle-smoke round brave hussars
Its red fog curls;
And wildly on the sky's broad plain
The cloud-forms reel,
Like men when cannon's deadly rain
Breaks coats of steel.
Like frightened girls
When battle-smoke round brave hussars
Its red fog curls;
And wildly on the sky's broad plain
The cloud-forms reel,
Like men when cannon's deadly rain
Breaks coats of steel.
Eastward the troop of gloom-black clouds
Take up their march;
Take up their march;
