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Poetry Corner / 4

H W Longfellow:
SNOW

Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloudfolds of her garment shaken,
Over the woodlands, brown and bear,
Over the harvest fields forsaken,
Descends the snow.

R L Stevenson:
WINTER

In rigorous hours, when down the iron lane
The redbreast looks in vain
For hips and haws,
Lo, shining flowers upon my window-pane
The silver pencil of the winter draws.

When all the snowy hill
And the bare woods are still;
When snipes are silent in the frozen bogs,
And all the garden garth is whelmed in mire,
Lo, by the hearth, the laughter of the logs -
More fair than roses, lo, the flowers of fire!

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Disappearing Dialects

BURN DAYLIGHT: To light a lamp or candle before it was dark enough to be necessary. ‘Blaw that candle out, we can’t afford to burn daylight’.