<h2><SPAN name="THE_HOAR_FROST_ON_THE_WOOD" id="THE_HOAR_FROST_ON_THE_WOOD"></SPAN>The Hoar Frost on the Wood</h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">L</span>OOK through the glistening stubble-fields to where<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Last night, in sullen and complaining mood,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Over the fate that left them grim and bare,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The trees in yonder dear old forest stood.<br/></span>
<span class="ig">“The spring,” they moaned, “Ah, it will be a while<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Ere she can reach us with her magic wand!”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Who was it heard? To-day, mile upon mile,—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">There stretches out a white enchanted land,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Each tall tree hath a weight of gems that shine—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Mark how the sun can draw its beauties out—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">On every soft white thing its kisses fall,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Till in the air we see a dazzling line<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Of sparkling gems—it is a glorious rout<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Of nature’s children holding Carnival.<br/></span></div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_213" id="page_213"></SPAN>{213}</span></p>
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