Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WINTER: 3. CLEAR FROST, by DAVID MACBETH MOIR


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WINTER: 3. CLEAR FROST, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Tis noon, the heaven is clear without a cloud
Last Line: He had no chains to bind the spirit's flow.
Alternate Author Name(s): Delta
Subject(s): Frost; Winter


'Tis noon, the heaven is clear without a cloud;
And, on the masses of untrodden snow,
The inefficient sunbeams glance and glow:
Still is the mountain swathed in its white shroud:
But look along the lake!—hark to the hum
Of mingling crowds!—in graceful curves how swings
The air-poised skater—Mercury without wings!—
Rings the wide ice, a murmur never dumb;
While over all, in fits harmonious, come
The dulcet tones which Music landward flings.
There moves the ermined fair, with timid toe,
Half-pain'd, half-pleased. Yes! all is joy and mirth,
As if, though Frost could subjugate mean earth,
He had no chains to bind the spirit's flow.





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