Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ICE, by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS Poet's Biography
First Line: When winter scourged the meadow and the hill
Last Line: Wherein to sit and watch the fury pass.
Subject(s): Ice; Nature; Winter
When Winter scourged the meadow and the hill
And in the withered leafage worked his will,
The water shrank, and shuddered, and stood still,
Then built himself a magic house of glass,
Irised with memories of flowers and grass,
Wherein to sit and watch the fury pass.
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