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ghizela rowe - to winter - william blake lyrics

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o winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
the north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
deep+founded habitation. shake not thy roofs
nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.’
he hears me not, but o’er the yawning deep
rides heavy; his storms are unchain’d, sheathèd
in ribbèd steel; i dare not lift mine eyes
for he hath rear’d his sceptre o’er the world

lo! now the direful monster, whose 1000 skin clings
to his strong bones, strides o’er the groaning rocks:
he withers all in silence, and in his hand
unclothеs the earth, and freezes up frail lifе

he takes his seat upon the cliffs,—the mariner
cries in vain. poor little wretch, that deal’st
with storms!—till heaven smiles, and the monster
is driv’n yelling to his caves beneath mount hecla

- ghizela rowe lyrics

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