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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER, by EDNA PEARLE OSBORNE WHITCOMB
First Line: Sometimes she slips among the sleeping things
Last Line: Who sigh for april birds and july suns.
First Line: Sometimes she slips among the sleeping things
Last Line: Who sigh for april birds and july suns.
Sometimes she slips among the sleeping things
A gentle fugitive: then falls a hush
Among the sycamores and underbrush
As if the woods had dreams of hidden springs.
Sometimes she strolls along where laughter rings,
Melodious as the song of lark or thrush,
While skaters, dark against the sunset's blush,
Whirl airily as if their feet had wings.
How sparkling-fair she is above the snow,
Her silver slippers dancing over pond
And hill, her silver scarf and veil a-blow—
A merry, unobtrusive vagabond!
Alas, they know her not, the querulous ones,
Who sigh for April birds and July suns.
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