The Winter Sonnets Of Ebenezer Scrooge (Sonnet 33) Comments
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The hour was late, in a snow-pestered fog,
And feet pressed home to put their kettle on;
A hungry stray, more matted hair than dog,
Bethought itself to follow me along.
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