Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON DECEMBER 21, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Now let the weather do its worst Last Line: We'll greet the spring to-morrow! Subject(s): Winter | ||||||||
Now let the weather do its worst, With frost and sleet and blowing, Rage like a beldam wild and curst, And have its fill of snowing. Now let the ice in savage vise Grip meadow, brook, and branches, Down from the north pour winter forth In roaring avalanches. I turn my collar to the blast And greet the storm with laughter: Your day, old Winter! use it fast, For Spring is coming after. The world may wear a frigid air, But ah! its heart is burning; Soon, soon will May dance down this way: The year is at the turning. There's not a sabre-charge of cold But brings the blossoms nearer; By every frost-flower we shall hold The violets the dearer. So rage and blow the drifting snow And have your fill of sorrow: The turning years bring smiles for tears; We'll greet the spring to-morrow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOOKING EAST IN THE WINTER by JOHN HOLLANDER WINTER DISTANCES by FANNY HOWE WINTER FORECAST by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN AT WINTER'S EDGE by JUDY JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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