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THE SNOWFLAKE (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE

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First Line: SEE, NOW, THIS FILIGREE: 'TIS SNOW
Last Line: AND EARTH SHUT IN HIS GRAVE.
Subject(s): SNOW;
See, now, this filigree: 'tis snow,
Shaped, in the void, of heavenly dew;
On winds of space like flower to blow
In a wilderness of blue.

Black are those pines. The utter cold
Hath frozen to silence the birds' green woods.
Rime hath ensteeled the wormless mould,
A vacant quiet broods.

Lo, this entranced thing! -- a breath
Of life that bids Man's heart to crave
Still for perfection: ere fall death,
And earth shut in his grave.



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