Poem: “A Winter’s Day” Paul Laurence Dunbar [Vol. 3, #4]

“A Winter’s Day”
Paul Laurence Dunbar

Across the hills and down the narrow ways,
And up the valley where the free winds sweep,
The earth is folded in an ermined sleep
That mocks the melting mirth of myriad Mays.
Departed her disheartening duns and grays,
And all her crusty black is covered deep.
Dark streams are locked in Winter’s donjon-keep,
And made to shine with keen, unwonted rays.
O icy mantle, and deceitful snow!
What world-old liars in your hearts ye are!
Are there not still the darkened seam and scar
Beneath the brightness that you fain would show?
Come from the cover with thy blot and blur,
O reeking Earth, thou whited sepulchre!

“A Winter’s Day” Paul Laurence DunbarAcross the hills and down the narrow ways,And up the valley where the free winds sweep,The earth is folded in an ermined sleepThat mocks the melting mirth of myriad Mays.Departed her disheartening duns and grays,And all her crusty black is covered deep.Dark streams are locked in Winter’s donjon-keep,And made to shine with keen, unwonted rays.O icy mantle, and deceitful snow!What world-old liars in your hearts ye are!Are there not still the darkened seam and scarBeneath the brightness that you fain would show?Come from the cover with thy blot and blur,O reeking Earth, thou whited sepulchre!
If you enjoyed this post, please consider leaving a comment or subscribing to the RSS feed to have future articles delivered to your feed reader.

Comments are closed.

RSS     Twitter    Facebook 

  

Search

GET OUR FREE WEEKLY EMAIL DIGEST

Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner


The Reviews here are FREE,
but we welcome donations...

The Englewood Review of Books

Recent Featured Reviews:

Categories

Feeds

ERB Archives

Links

    Add to Technorati Favorites
    Christian Podcast Directory - Audio and Video Godcasting
    Religion Blogs