Win­ter .

Wal­ter de la Mare

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by Wal­ter de la Mare ( 1873- 1956)

Clouded with snow The cold winds blow,

And shrill on leaf­less bough The robin with its burn­ing breast Alone sings now.

The ray­less sun, Day’s jour­ney done, Sheds its last ebbing light On fields in leagues of beauty spread Un­earthly white.

Thick draws the dark, And spark by spark, The frost- fires kin­dle, and soon Over that sea of frozen foam Floats the white moon.

The snow is deep at Black Isle in the Scot­tish High­lands.

A robin with ruf­fled feathers rests in a snowy hedge.


Walk­ers in Snow­do­nia on a day when the Na­tional Park lives up to its name.


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