...day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than wauing moon. Slow tracing down the thickening sky Its mute...circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew east : we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore,...

...SNOW-BOUND. HE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing...less than threat, It sank from sight before it set. A chili no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff could quite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold,...

...hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing clown the thickening sky Its mute and ominous prophecy,...circling race' "'.-, Of life-blood in the sharpened face, •"•» The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew east : we heard the roar Of Ocean on his...

...this noon 'of summer and that "brief December day" described in the beautiful winter poem. Today no -hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told." Nor did we look out upon " A universe of sky and snow," but upon...

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...SNOW-BOUND. THE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing...circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew east : we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore,...

...darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. SLjiv tracing down the thickening sky Itj Th»t cheeked, mid-vein, the circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm...

...SNOW-ROUND. THE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing...from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stont, Of homespun stuff', could <[nite shut out, A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein,...

...EMERSON. THE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing...circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew east ; we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore,...

...EMERSON. THE sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon. Slow tracing...mute and ominous prophecy, A portent seeming less th;tn threat, It sank from sight before it set. A chill no coat, however stout, Of homespun stuff could...