| William Blake (17571827). The Poetical Works. 1908. | | | | Selections from The Four Zoas | | [Winter] |
| | (Four Zoas, Night V, ll. 305.) STILL the faint harps and silver voices calm the weary couch; | |
| But from the caves of deepest Night, ascending in clouds of mist, | |
| The Winter spread his wide black wings across from pole to pole; | |
| Grim Frost beneath and terrible Snow, linkd in a marriage chain, | |
| Began a dismal dance. The Winds around on pointed rocks | 5 |
| Settled like bats innumerable, ready to fly abroad. | | | | |
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