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Winters End
Hereabouts the thinning glades Of sparse grey Birches: Brackens crisp copper tresses All aglow; Gently waking Snowdrops Lift their sleepy heads From leafy beds of woodland moil, When tucked snugly up, Out of intrusive sight and just Below. Fondly the slowing bend Hugs upon the river... Banked heavily with frosted Bulrushes That shifting breezes once did so Stiffly blow; The faltering current, That sped the pied Dipper, Patiently seeks out the quiet Devotions Of her beguiling flow. When the drawing Moonlight Gives way to purple Twilight In the gloaming Of Winters sharp days; When the yellowy willows Weep watery glints Lingering and loitering... Pining for long Summers slanted Rays. For far, far, high above Over the old red-bricked mill... Whose creaking sluice gurgles With long melancholy sighs: Heavens twinkling stars, Held briefly in abeyance, Partially obscured by thin veils of Dull-leaden, magenta tinged skies. Where the low horizons fall And briefly meet the mornings On heathered moor, open field, And inland shore:- Here beached boats dreaming Of white crested waves; Soon the keen plough will make Ready To score the deep furrows once More. Now our Lady Skadi, Purest and resplendent, Through driving sleet And blinding blizzards will ascend - Returning to aged fortress Of eternal Utgard Leaving her thawing snows To dispel long Winters End!
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