Wintry zephyrs dash and dart 'mid trees and walls,
Skating o'er grass, whispering through windows.
As clouds shiver in the twilight, sleeting misty,
O'er every dormant thing! Frosty imps proceed,
Collecting icy cumulous tears, with glassy reed--
To gloss each branch, each leaf -- clear and crispy.
As dormers and portholes crystal smeared shadows,
Which glaciate lovely as frost whirls and sprawls,
O'er glade or wood, or nook,
O'er every glacial rest.
Hush.
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