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- The soft wind blows
- Across the snows,
- And turns the palest face to rose;
- The wind it goes
- Where no one knows,
- Like water round the world it flows;
- The sunlit air is warm and light
- Though all the earth be wrapped in white.
- But owlets shrill
- Shriek round the hill
- When twilight fades, and all is still;
- The keen gusts fill
- The frozen rill
- With treacherous snowdrifts deep and chill;
- The wanderer findeth small delight
In crossing there at dead of night. - This poem is in the public domain.
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Born and raised in London, Sir Edmund William Gosse (1849 - 1928) was a poet, biographer, and critic of both art and literature. A librarian and translator by trade, Sir Edmund’s research and writing eventually led him to lecture at Cambridge, and he is credited with introducing the plays of Henrik Ibsen to the British populace. A close friend of Robert Louis Stevenson, he was a significant influence on poet Siegfried Sassoon, whose uncle was also one of Edmund’s good friends and whose mother was a close friend of Edmund’s wife. During the course of his career, Sir Edmund wrote eight books of poetry, and more than a dozen others.
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Dorcas:
Scary. Sounds a bit like Poe.
Posted 01/17/2015 06:47 PM
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tannerlynne:
well, what fun
Posted 01/16/2015 07:14 AM
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