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Thursday, December 23, 2010

Thoughts on winter...a sonnet

Winter Nights.
Alexander Smith.
1830-1867

Sheathed is the river as it glideth by,
Frost-pearled are all the boughs in forests old,
The sheep are huddling close upon the wold,
And over them the stars tremble on high.
Pure joys these winter nights around me lie;
'Tis fine to loiter through the lighted street
At Christmas time, and guess from brow and pace
The doom and history of each one we meet,
What kind of heart beats in each dusky case;
Whiles startled by the beauty of a face
In a shop-light a moment.  Or instead,
To dream of silent fields where calm and deep
The sunshine lieth like a golden sleep-
Recalling sweetest looks of Summers dead.













5 comments:

island sweet said...

perfect. as always. merry christmas.

Tatersmama said...

What beautiful photos!
Wishing you and yours, all the Blessings, Joy and Peace of the Christmas season!

(I've missed checking in with yo, but hopefully, the New Year will bring s little more 'down time'!)

Brenda Stratton said...

Merry Christmas Kerry. Maybe we will see each other in 2011. xxxb

Marylinn Kelly said...

Having seen us Angelinos nearly done in by a week of rain, your still and wintry photos have a beauty that is only known from a distance. The peace of them speaks emphatically. Wishing you Christmas joy.

Cobalt Violet said...

Beautiful ... a winter wonderland!
Sigh ...