Thursday, January 1, 2004

In November (1) Comments

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The leafless forests slowly yield
To the thick-driving snow. A little while
And night shall darken down. In shouting file
The woodmen's carts go by me homeward-wheeled,
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Archibald Lampman
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Susan Williams 30 September 2015

The rhyming is spontaneous, leaping naturally from his skilled pen: The woodmen's carts go by me homeward-wheeled, Past the thin fading stubbles, half concealed, Now golden-gray, sowed softly through with snow, Where the last ploughman follows still his row,

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