Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | Snowtime | By Arthur Davison Ficke |
| IS it summer that you crave | |
Swallows dipping wing, | |
Evening light across the wave | |
Or some farther thing? | |
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Some report of happier places | 5 |
Golden times and lands, | |
New and wonder-laden faces, | |
New and eager hands? | |
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Nay, you know not
But I know | |
Round you cold is furled, | 10 |
Like this shroud of trampled snow | |
Smothering the world: | |
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Where no trust in any spring | |
Now can heal or save, | |
Nor the icy sunlight bring | 15 |
Swallows oer the wave. | | | |
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