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Dust of Snow – Robert Frost

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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

 

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Storm love

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.

Emily Bronte

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