SEE how the hills are candied o'er with snow. The trees can scarce their burdens undergo; Frost does the rivers' wonted course retain, That they refuse their tribute to the main: Winds, frost, and snow against our lives conspire; Lay on more wood (my friends) and blow the fire: 'Gainst their assaults let us our forces join, Dissolve the weather by the strength of wine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMING OF WAR: ACTAEON by EZRA POUND SONNET TO GEORGE SAND: 1. A RECOGNITION by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING BATTLE SONG by EBENEZER ELLIOTT EPIGRAM: 59. ON SPIES by BEN JONSON ON SEEING THE ELGIN MARBLES by JOHN KEATS JUDGE NOT by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER |