Woods in Winter - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Woods in Winter - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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When winter winds are piercing chill And through the hawthorn blows the gale With solemn feet I tread the hill That overbrows the lonely vale O'er the bare upland, and away Through the long reach of desert woods The embracing sunbeams chastely play And gladden these deep solitudes Where, twisted round the barren oak The summer vine in beauty clung And summer winds the stillness broke Thе crystal icicle is hung Where, from thеir frozen urns, mute springs Pour out the river's gradual tide Shrilly the skater's iron rings And voices fill the woodland side Alas! how changed from the fair scene When birds sang out their mellow lay And winds were soft, and woods were green And the song ceased not with the day! But still wild music is abroad Pale, desert woods! within your crowd; And gathering winds, in hoarse accord Amid the vocal reeds pipe loud Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear Has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the opening year I listen, and it cheers me long

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  • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow