Memorials of Theophilus Trinal, Student By Thomas T. Lynch. Third Edition, Enlarged |
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JANUARY VERSES.
The rough, dark-visaged winter,
Lord of each icy wind,
Is a lover of the beautiful,
And has a warm heart kind.
Lord of each icy wind,
Is a lover of the beautiful,
And has a warm heart kind.
He fashions snow-flakes delicate,
He gives the drift its curl;
He breathes a charm, and magic winds
Make the black trees bright with pearl.
He gives the drift its curl;
He breathes a charm, and magic winds
Make the black trees bright with pearl.
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His icy-finger'd frost-power—
Gentle as it is strong—
Fetters the river flow, and weaves
Ice-lace the sides along.
Gentle as it is strong—
Fetters the river flow, and weaves
Ice-lace the sides along.
In a solemn muse he paces
The silence-haunted pole,
And thoughts of wonder and pity and love
Make music in his soul.
The silence-haunted pole,
And thoughts of wonder and pity and love
Make music in his soul.
Then he besweeps the world with wind
Of soft and sorrowful tone,
That the listening heart of man may hear
A music like his own.
Of soft and sorrowful tone,
That the listening heart of man may hear
A music like his own.
And oft he comes where families
In the fire-shine circle round,
Telling the tale of wonder and hope,
And love that sought and found.
In the fire-shine circle round,
Telling the tale of wonder and hope,
And love that sought and found.
And frost-forms on his fancy crowd
Even as he stops to listen;
Then of story-breath he weaves the flowers
That on the windows glisten.
Even as he stops to listen;
Then of story-breath he weaves the flowers
That on the windows glisten.
He stands with the lonely student,
Up-gazing through the air,
At solemn heaven circling slow
Round the ever-fixèd star.
Up-gazing through the air,
At solemn heaven circling slow
Round the ever-fixèd star.
The north sky he makes merry bright,
Light upon light advances
To change and vanish, as in a heart,
Bright bewildering fancies.
Light upon light advances
To change and vanish, as in a heart,
Bright bewildering fancies.
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With cold snow the world he whitens,
Spreads clearest blue above,
Earth and the heaven agreeing fair,
Like purity and love.
Spreads clearest blue above,
Earth and the heaven agreeing fair,
Like purity and love.
And winter looks for coming spring,
As age for a daughter mild;
And hopes to die with his old white head
Reposed upon his child.
As age for a daughter mild;
And hopes to die with his old white head
Reposed upon his child.
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