Winter

Walter De La Mare
And the robin flew
Into the air, the air,
The white mist through;
And small and rare
The night-frost fell
Into the calm and misty dell.

And the dusk gathered low,
And the silver moon and stars
On the frozen snow
Drew taper bars,
Kindled winking fires
In the hooded briers.

And the sprawling Bear
Growled deep in the sky;
And Orion's hair
Streamed sparkling by:
But the North sighed low,
"Snow, snow, more snow!"

from Poems (1906) Hazell, Watson and Viney, LD. This poem is in the public domain.

from Poems (1906) Hazell, Watson and Viney, LD. This poem is in the public domain.

Walter De La Mare