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FROST-BLOOM.
It blossoms on the windows,
All the long December night,
While the Earth, 'neath the moon lies dreaming,
Heart-hushed, with a face all bright.
All the long December night,
While the Earth, 'neath the moon lies dreaming,
Heart-hushed, with a face all bright.
It blossoms on the windows,
The Phantom-Summer of Frost,
The trees, the flowers and the foliage—
All that of lovely is lost.
The Phantom-Summer of Frost,
The trees, the flowers and the foliage—
All that of lovely is lost.
The children will waken at dawning,
With childhood's hushed surprise:
Oh! a beautiful summer blossoms
From the frost, in their hearts and eyes!
With childhood's hushed surprise:
Oh! a beautiful summer blossoms
From the frost, in their hearts and eyes!
The beautiful summer blossoms
To their hearts' enchanted charm;
They think not of vanished summers—
Hearth and heart are happy and warm.
To their hearts' enchanted charm;
They think not of vanished summers—
Hearth and heart are happy and warm.
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It blossoms a phantom summer—
The phantom summer of frost;
For the old man's dreams it blossoms
With the lovely, the loving and lost.
The phantom summer of frost;
For the old man's dreams it blossoms
With the lovely, the loving and lost.
He wakens in the dawning,
Alone in the world again.
The frost in his heart had blossomed,
While the Frost bloomed on the pane!
Alone in the world again.
The frost in his heart had blossomed,
While the Frost bloomed on the pane!
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