Nonfiction > E.C. Stedman & E.M. Hutchinson, eds. > A Library of American Literature > 1861–1889
Stedman and Hutchinson, comps.  A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes.  1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
Winter Days
By Henry Abbey (1842–1911)
NOW comes the graybeard of the north;
  The forests bare their rugged breasts
To every wind that wanders forth,
  And, in their arms, the lonely nests
That housed the birdlings months ago        5
Are egged with flakes of drifted snow.
No more the robin pipes his lay
  To greet the flushed advance of morn;
He sings in valleys far away;
His heart is with the south to-day;        10
  He cannot shrill among the corn.
For all the hay and corn are down
  And garnered; and the withered leaf,
Against the branches bare and brown,
  Rattles; and all the days are brief.        15
An icy hand is on the land;
  The cloudy sky is sad and gray;
But through the misty sorrow streams,
  Outspreading wide, a golden ray.
And on the brook that cuts the plain        20
  A diamond wonder is aglow,
  Fairer than that which, long ago,
De Rohan staked a name to gain.

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