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Winter Eve
One winter eve, I stopped by wood To cool that burning heart of mine In nature's bosom , that one should The branch of willow lean and bent By cooling freezing hand of fog It kissed the breeze and heaven scent My steed was gazing far off hill On sky was smiling guiding star As asking don't be Stony still Came from the mist dozen rhymes And all I painted on the wind Of far off far off ancient times Trees and blooms were bathes in sleet As meet with tearful days of yore With hoary mystic moonlit sheet A wonder freeze in eyes as if Till Day of judgement it will stay As hues of sky on Moses cliff Came love and peace in ancient veil Them aching heart can't recognize With utmost grief the lips were seal O burning flames of heart cool down O steed of time with thee I go To unknown lands of unseen town In far off wood wherest thou dwell So far and far from madding crowd For me thou ring thy temple's bell With wings of fairies I'll come I vow that nowhere I'll stop O harken me O soul Winsome
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