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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER, by ARTHUR PETERSON Poet's Biography
First Line: The sky above is an icy blue
Last Line: Silent the snow-encompassed land.
Subject(s): Winter
First Line: The sky above is an icy blue
Last Line: Silent the snow-encompassed land.
Subject(s): Winter
The sky above is an icy blue,
Like a sapphire dome so cold and hard;
The earth with snow is clothed anew --
Last night her beauty seemed so marred
By the killing frost and the wintry blast,
And she looked so sad and desolate,
That I pitied her, but that is past,
And now she smiles in her robes of state.
The icicles hang from the leafless trees,
A winter foliage rare and bright;
Fitfully tossed to and fro by the breeze,
Sparkling like gems in the sun's warm light.
No robin sings from the frozen bough
Where his nest was built in the summer time;
His northern home is deserted now,
And he carols his notes in a milder clime.
The evergreen is white with snow,
White as a fruit-tree in springtime bloom;
Each bough with its burden fair bends low,
And waves like some gallant warrior's plume.
Silent the forest now and bare,
For winter rules with a rigorous hand;
Silent the circumambient air,
Silent the snow-encompassed land.
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